The first time I saw the Southern Cross I was 20 years old on a backpacking adventure in Maui. Camping in the crater of the Haleakala volcano I looked to the south in the darkest night sky I’d ever experienced and there it was! I’m no astronomy expert but I have always loved stars. In New England and the Midwest my constellations had been (and until now still were) Orion, casiopaea and the Big Dipper. So for me, seeing the Southern Cross was otherworldly. I was in awe.
Flash forward 30+ years to our Costa Rican adventure. I have been here 4 times. Each time hoping to see this south-of-the-equator constellation. I was never able to see it. I had been thwarted by timing, clouds and business each visit so far. Well, for no apparent reason I woke up this morning even before the Howler Monkeys and before the dawn broke, went out on the deck with my delicious coffee and there it was! The southern cross…it felt like a special gift to start my day. I hope you have a day that starts with such a gift this week!
Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven. Mathew 5:16 (from my readings this morning)
Now every morning here I will see the Southern Cross off my deck and be reminded… 🙂