Sunshine on my shoulders

Same sun

It’s late spring 1982 or ’83. The last years of high school have found me working a menial clean up job. Sweeping, mopping, putting things in the lost and found…

There is a drain outside at the back where I empty the mop bucket.

I back out of the door so I don’t catch the wheels on the threshold.

A feeling of warmth hits my back and shoulders, turning me around to a brilliant, giant sun, pretty much blinding me.

I keep looking but not because of the beauty or the warmth or because of the season we’ve waited for.

I “hear” a thought.

Maybe like Ebenezer Scrooge, it was  a morsel of food that didn’t agree with me.

But I am certain of this thought.

“I am always with you. Even if you can’t see me or feel me, I am always with you.”

The second name the angels gave Jesus was Immanuel, meaning “God with us”.

After more than 30 years every time I see the sun bold and bright and in my eyes like that, this comes to my memory.

So if you’re looking around the web and see my fascination with light – especially the sun – this is why.

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