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I saw something travel in the sky yesterday 6:43p. Its appearance was sudden, its light was concentrated, its activity was intense, and its disappearance was vanishing.  I knew I caught a special show when I realized had I not rarely decided to walk earlier I would have missed it. I read to report a sighting like it to the American Meteor Association, but I will just record my sight here. 

Matt teases me I saw a dud firework but he trusts in my retelling I surely did not.

I do this thing when I have an intense reaction, I check the random Verse of the day.  That evening I met 1 Peter 1:15-16

January 12, 2023 I have been thinking about the Verse I met on the 10th.  It reminded me of an answer my mom gave me when I asked her, “What am I supposed to do?” 


Isaiah 42:6-7 found me one day, and I was reminded of the answer my mom gave me. 

I checked my understanding by asking myself what does it mean to be holy in all things done.  Doing right, God’s will, in all we do sounds like a simple way to put being holy in all we do.  As a dependent I think being holy means obeying your mother and father; that’s dependent on your mother and father being holy in their rearing.  As an independent, I think being holy in all you do is thinking with God for yourself and following that intuition and not being influenced by another away from your intuition; being willing to accept good feedback from good listeners also sounds holy to me (you know it’s good feedback when your intuition agrees).  I remember when someone told me against someone else’s perception, “I know I’m not doing anything wrong.”  I agreed.  Though, it may have looked different, right was being done - truth was being reconciled.  

Basically staying present in all you do is what being holy in all you do sounds like to me.  My mom gave me a copy of Jesus Calling and one of my takeaways from the pages is: 

God with us in the present moment.  

I was present in my walk that evening to be attentive to the sky. 

I heard a meditation this morning that aligned with the thoughts I was having above, “May we all follow Mary’s instruction of do whatever He tells you.”

I found the footage of the fireball: 


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