The Falling of the Stars
[A Year with Aslan, Lewis, 2010]
THEN THE GREAT GIANT raised a horn to his mouth. They could see this by the change of the black shape he made against the stars. After that- quite a bit later, because sound travels so slowly- they heard the sound of the horn: high and terrible, yet of a strange, deadly beauty.
Immediately the sky became full of shooting stars. Even one shooting star is a fine thing to see; but these were dozens, and then scores, and then hundreds, till it was like silver rain: and it went on and on........
And then the starless patch began to grow......
With a thrill of wonder, (and there was some terror in it too) they all suddenly realized what was happening. The spreading blackness was not a cloud at all: it was simply emptiness. The black part of the sky was the part in which no stars were left. All the stars were falling: Aslan had called them home.
What might it feel like to watch a sky be overtaken with emptiness? Does emptiness frighten you? What does it mean to be called home by the Great Lion?
A PRAYER FOR TODAY
GREAT SPIRIT, WHOSE VOICE I HEAR IN THE WINDS, thank you for filling the emptiness in my spirit with purpose and peace. Thank you that each day we are evolving to perfection and that the Great Lion is calling us to his country to say,"The dream is over, the morning is here." By the Lion's Mane, Let this be so.
THEN THE GREAT GIANT raised a horn to his mouth. They could see this by the change of the black shape he made against the stars. After that- quite a bit later, because sound travels so slowly- they heard the sound of the horn: high and terrible, yet of a strange, deadly beauty.
Immediately the sky became full of shooting stars. Even one shooting star is a fine thing to see; but these were dozens, and then scores, and then hundreds, till it was like silver rain: and it went on and on........
And then the starless patch began to grow......
With a thrill of wonder, (and there was some terror in it too) they all suddenly realized what was happening. The spreading blackness was not a cloud at all: it was simply emptiness. The black part of the sky was the part in which no stars were left. All the stars were falling: Aslan had called them home.
What might it feel like to watch a sky be overtaken with emptiness? Does emptiness frighten you? What does it mean to be called home by the Great Lion?
A PRAYER FOR TODAY
GREAT SPIRIT, WHOSE VOICE I HEAR IN THE WINDS, thank you for filling the emptiness in my spirit with purpose and peace. Thank you that each day we are evolving to perfection and that the Great Lion is calling us to his country to say,"The dream is over, the morning is here." By the Lion's Mane, Let this be so.
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