Firefly by the Story Teller
May 15, 2017, Firefly
Growing up with Fireflies was a treat. Up North they came out in June and July. Playing outside after dark we would try to catch them and put them in a jar. We punched holes in the lid (to give them air) and pretended to have a fairy lantern. Peter Pan needed us to believe in fairies or Tinker Bell would die. I remember sitting on the floor in front of our TV saying “I believe in fairies” and we saved Tink.
That was a long time ago and discovering Peter Pan was actually a woman (Mary Martin) play acting did not stop me from believing in fairies. That took peer pressure around the 5th grade. The world was made up of real things and fairies, unicorns, and other magical creatures were “make believe” - not real. Lawyering for 26 years did nothing to revive magical creatures.
Pastoring churches for 17 years, however did require a broader understanding of the universe. God, Jesus and Holy Spirit are not the only things found in the bible – there are angels, Satan and a whole lot more.
A few weeks back Elaine and I were sitting on our patio at twilight - and we saw a Firefly. Memories of fairies and other magical creatures brought a smile to my face and I made a decision. If the universe had room for quarks, atoms, galaxies, angels, and people, why not fairies? This is not about fairy dust and good thoughts so I could fly. It is about giving myself permission to take pleasure in all the possibilities that are yet to be revealed.
Do I believe in fairies? My answer - why not? Who am I to proclaim limits to creation?
Moral – There is still music to be written – possibilities yet to be revealed.