The Deeper Lesson in the Aurora

I love the northern lights. I saw them once, pale green and crackling across the sky when I lived way up in Northern Saskatchewan. I’ve drawn and painted them for years, but I live too far south now. They arent really a “thing” here. Until tonight.
I saw the bulletins that said “heads up, it might be visible”, but in the wee dark hours of the night. If I happened to be awake, I’d look.
My phone started blowing up just before midnight. Family and friends from ALLL over, sending photos. Since I was awake, I rushed to the windows. Nothing. And nothing. And nothing. Oh well. I can enjoy their joy. I can choose to praise God for His artistry, even if I personally don’t get to see it.
But then, well over an hour after everyone else stopped sending photos, I looked again. And the entire northern half of the sky was flickering and flowing; not a lot of colour, but beautiful patterns and light. I woke husband and the kids and we bundled into jacket and boots and tumbled outside for a good look.
My camera wouldnt capture it at all, but my eyes and my spirit could. Beautiful.
I came back inside when I got cold, thanking God for sharing some of His Glory with us. And in the quiet, as the children settled back to sleep, there came
“In My time.”
“What?”
“I make all things beautiful in MY time. You were wondering why it was so much later for you. Not everyone sees my Glory at the same time.”
“Why couldnt my camera see it?”
“It wasnt for your camera. It was for you. You can only see Me when there is nothing between us.”

It is easy to get a little jealous when someone is experiencing something that you aren’t. Revival. Revelation. Seeing some facet of God that was previously unknown to them. It’s so easy to say “why them and not me? Where is mine?”
Hold on. Seek His face with nothing between you. It comes in HIS time.