Moonlight for All
Today’s daily prompt: Describe a memory or encounter in which you considered your faith, religion, spirituality — or lack of — for the first time.
One of my earliest childhood recollections set my attitude about faith, religion and spirituality.
There was something about that night. That moon. Me—a four-year old child with few words to access and express what was moving me. I stopped, still holding my father’s hand, and asked him something simple, like how.
My father, being a man of few words, answered with one: God.
I don’t remember replying. With the open-hearted acceptance of a young child, I may have said oh, which, come to think of it, sounds a lot like awe.
While I gradually grew to know the “flag” of my family’s faith, my father taught me to recognize the breeze that waves all flags.