Pink Sky At Night – I Am So Small

July 17, 2013

My name is Kyle. I think I just burned my hand with hot spaghetti sauce. It was made with tomatoes and basil Maria’s mom grew in her organic garden. My hand still hurts. Perhaps I need some ice.

A couple nights ago I walked out into the parking lot and saw this pink pink sunset. I stood there thinking. You see, I had just been at the local grocery store and felt down about a few things. Most of these were things out of my control. However, I could control how much I worried about them– the trash in the parking lot, the woman with a bad attitude, the government’s lack of efficiency, on and on. I took a few deep breathes while I leaned against my truck’s front fender and looked at the sky.

I thought of how gOd (GOD-god-goD!) made the sky and how small I am. I thought about how the creation is never greater than the creator. I thought about a lot of things while I waited on YOU to come back home. I took solace in the fact that I was certainly small. I tried to let me frustrations float away– into the early night ether. The sky was mysterious, ever-changing and bright pink.

I often let the world get to me. The world is a dirty place (if you look in the wrong direction at certain angle.) but keep the following in mind– The dirt is small and does not really matter so much when compared to a hand-of-glory pink sunset.

Take a deep breathe.

– kyle