I was running around the lake you see,
When up in the sky
I saw the sun laughing at me.
So I ran to the beach and saw him waving good-bye,
I knew the sun was playing a trick on me
When I saw him slid down behind the trees.
So I jumped up and down hoping to see,
If the sun was still looking at me.
I saw an orange speck between the trees,
I thought it was the sun winking at me.
With a blink of my eyes and giggle of glee,
That speck was gone
and no-one was left watching me.
Even though the sun played a trick on me,
I’m sure from between the trees
It was the Lord who winked at me.
I wrote this poem when I was 21 years old while I was spending a wonderful week in the Pennsylvania Pocono Mountains. One evening I was out for a jog around the lake when I saw the sun setting. It was a warm summer night in August. Before the sun set I sat and prayed by the lake. I lost all sense of time and when the sun started to set it was a reminder I must run back to where I was staying. The setting sun and the wink from between the trees left me knowing that God was right there with me. So we continued on our jog.