It's not really my "job" to take out the trash but the can was overflowing, tomorrow is Trash Day and I was the only one home. I am not fond of the chore but I hadn't been outside all day except walking to and from the Jeep for work and back so I thought a good crisp jaunt out to the road might be good for me.

I stepped out the door into the cool night air and wondered if I should have put on a jacket over my light sweater. I decided I was too lazy to head back in, I'd tough it out and hussle. I threw the heavy bag onto my back and started jogging along our long driveway. Suddenly, at the curve of the driveway between the big Oak and the huge Elm I entered a different world! I had run right out of the large halo of light provided by the flood lights on the house and into a pitch black nothing. All I could see before me was a splendid view of millions of stars! I could still feel the pale light behind me as my eyes adjusted a bit to the darkness. I moved on, slowly, feeling my way up the drive more than seeing it. It was so beautiful that I couldn't help but think of God and I couldn't help but be reminded how small and insignifcant and short-lived we humans really are in the universe.

Putting things into perspective now and then is good for the soul....taking out the trash can be, too.