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Ps. 8:3-4 ESV

"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,

what is man that you are mindful of him,

and the son of man that you care for him?"

We walked outside and looked into the black sky. It was half past twelve. We watched for a few moments and then decided to walk into the back yard. The grass was still wet and cold from a rain shower earlier that evening, but now the sky was as clear as glass. And then we saw it - a ball of fire streak across the sky and then into oblivion. A blink of the eye and it would have gone unnoticed. He raced inside and turned off my bedroom light and then brought the trampoline out into the middle of the yard. We crawled up onto the still wet trampoline and lay down with a sky full of twinkling stars as our focus. Every few minutes we would see another streak of a meteor. Each time it was a wonder. All you could do is gasp and point. "Look over there! Did you see it?" As we lay there, we talked about life, God, friends, the future. We chuckled and laughed. We exclaimed over the stars. We saw two giant meteors right over our heads - God's own fireworks. Finally around two in the morning, we waited until we saw "one more" and wet, cold, yet warm inside, we went off to bed.

God gave me him as a brother, but I have chosen him as a friend.
I love you Andrew.