Good morning

It's early and I'm not sure why I'm up. Lately, my mind is very active when I am trying to get to sleep. I think about everything under the sun while it's dark and I should be sleeping. Or should I? That is the mistake we all seem to make. Maybe my noctural awakenings are there for a purpose, to show me something I'm missing in the daylight. Am I suppose to look up at the moon and see the man staring down at me? Should I look at him? or look at what he sees?

It seems like there is an emergence of faith that occurs when it is dark. Or faith comes to play when fear steps in. It is dark. I am afraid. I will have faith that all will be ok. Seems logical. But I really don't think that is how it works. The mystical emerges from the dark. The moon shows us some of what's out there, but not all. Just like science. It explains some of the world, but somethings are just unexplainable and we must accept those on faith.

How interesting that I'm talking about faith and it's Sunday morning. I grew up Catholic and Sunday mornings were reserved for going to mass. I think back and god never seemed to be present during those Sunday masses. It's hard to explain, but on a winter's night when all was still and the moonlight shimmered with snowflakes, god dwelt in the darkness just outside the lights penetration.

So, it's still early and I'm still awake but I have faith that I'm not alone.

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