4th of July: Memorizing Moments

There are moments when everything is perfect; when you want to take a picture, but you will miss the moment getting the camera, and anyway, the camera can't imprint what is being poured out of the Big Dipper straight into your heart on a warm 4th of July night. 

It can't capture the laughter of the children you can barely see racing across the grass, their voices hooting for the fireworks on the neighboring farm.  It can't splash you like the water balloon breaking on your shoulder when you lost the toss.

I think of these moments as God's Kingdom Come to Me.  I try to memorize them, leave the aperture of my mind open long to fill with light and sound and all manner of sensation.  They will never be repeated.

Dave captured some of them, though.  A parade, picnic, and visit to the Grotto in West Bend, Iowa.  Man made fireworks and God-made ones, called stars and fireflies.  We enjoyed our independence and freedom with every last ounce of gratitude this weekend.  Here are some of the moments...