Yesterday a dear friend had just found out that my mom had died, and said she was sending prayers. I sincerely thanked her.
This morning I woke up at 5 am and noticed there was a lot of moonlight. It was so bright, I thought I’d try to capture it with my camera, with little success. But I couldn’t go back to sleep, and I kept looking at the light. I remember another early morning when I was led to walk to Picnic Point for photos and was blessed with a spectacular sunrise. You can see those photos on my photography website:
https://jeffkislingphotography.wpcomstaging.com/2023/11/15/picnic-point-madison-wisconsin/
On that same site, there are several other albums of photos from Picnic Point. Some are in the rain, fog, or snow. I long ago learned some of my best photos were taken in such challenging conditions. There’s something about the difficulty or sacrifice that makes for extraordinary images.
So I was eager to leave at 5 am in 28-degree temperatures, hoping I would find difficult conditions again. Of course, it was completely dark, and I had no idea if there would be clouds obscuring the sunrise.
I was blessed to witness another extraordinary dawn. Those photos will also appear in the photo album link above when I finish editing all 155 of them.
I’m convinced my friend’s prayers led to the early light which awakened me and led me out into the dawn. Because prayers are not a static thing. They can lead us to act, and lead us into amazing journeys. I am thankful for the prayers.
Quakers and Mutual Aid 