I found out not long ago that “they” (the experts) estimate that as many as 107 Billion people may have lived and died on this earth. It immediately made me think back several years…maybe 10 years or so ago, when there was a night in which the astronomers predicted there would be a huge number of falling stars visible. I wondered, in this little old town where there are so many lights from houses, from street lights, where…where could I go that it would be dark enough to have a great view of the meteor shower.
I decided to go to the grave yard. In the middle of the night…at 2 a.m. It was dark enough there, and slightly eerie.
I suppose most people would think I was crazy. I’ve always considered that the people who are in that place are not the ones you have to worry about though…so it didn’t bother me. It was better than I could have imagined….a storm, a huge storm of meteors practically filled the sky. They started out slowly…and I started counted them…but then when they came so fast…so rapidly..I had no hope of keeping pace, of keeping count. I wondered, how many are there? How many were there?
Now, I have to say that I’ve been dreaming a lot lately. I dream of people who I have lost in my life, people who have been dear to me who are now far away…people who I grew up with. I have dreamed of the end of time, and I have dreamed of the world the way it will be in a thousand years. I have dreamed of the Resurrection. I guess “old men will dream dreams” but finally now, today I know for sure how many falling stars there were on that night ten years ago. 107 Billion shootin’ stars baby!! All coming back down to say “hello….once upon a time we stood where you are…”