A Place in the World by Veronica Bright
Once upon a time my husband and I took our caravan to a
quiet campsite on Exmoor, hoping to experience the dark skies for which Exmoor
is renowned. It was winter and the weather demonstrated its ability to produce persistent
cloud. After a forecast that suggested a glimpse of the night sky, we went to
Wimbleball Lake, set up our loungers and blankets, and waited, binoculars at
the ready. Nothing. Nothing at all. Just cloud. The last day of our stay
arrived. Once again we set off after
dark for Wimbleball Lake. And this time, as we lay on our loungers, the sky
cleared and there they were…stars and stars and stars, pinpricks of light
twinkling, yes, like tiny diamonds, precious and priceless. A reminder of the
vastness of God, and yet, the nearness of God. The understanding that everything
belongs to Him.
In our writing we take our experiences of God out into the
world. We may go confidently, sure of Him and of ourselves, and that’s OK. We
may go hesitantly, fearful of failure, thinking we’re not capable of all this. And
that’s OK too. It is a scary world, and sometimes, and in some places, it’s a
frightening world. But as we write, we learn more about God, more about the
world, and more about the people in it.
We all have a place here in the world, and yet we are all strangers at somebody’s gate.
Veronica Bright is a former reception class teacher whose pupils inspired her books of dramas for collective worship and many of her prize-winning short stories for adults, now self-published in three collections. She has also self-published a book to help fellow-writers, called 'How to create believable characters using the Enneagram'. She is the ACW short story adviser and runs the Writing for Children Facebook group with Sally Todd. She blogs monthly on her website at http://www.veronicabright.co.uk
So true, and so well-put!
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ReplyDeleteWimbleball! That takes me back. I used to live in Devon (East Devon) and North Devon was my favourite bit. Nothing more amazing than gazing up at a clear sky full of stars
ReplyDeleteOh this is beautiful, and true. I love that last sentence. Thank you for this piece Veronica.
ReplyDeleteYou are quite an adventurer! Lovely post! Thanks.
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