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For our kids. Wonder-filled adventurers, what a gift you are! The Maker of the stars is the Maker of your hearts, and oh! how He loves you. May this truth set the stars alight, all your days and every night. And for you, dear reader. Wonder is a mighty thing, a weighty thing, a truth-filled thing, a lifting thing. Given to buoy our hearts and hopes and spirits. Hang on to it, brave ones. And more—hang on to the Giver of it. Though darkness may fall and times grow hard, hold fast to this given light.
“The best of friends come in the unlikeliest ways.”
But it would not come back. And neither would Dad. He was there . . . but he was gone. He smiled at her, but the smile was so unnatural, so untrue, that it broke her heart over and over again.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.’
In a world as dark as ours, we—that is, people—forget how to see the light. So we remind them by telling the truth, fighting the dark, paying attention . . . setting the stars alight. There are things shining brightly all along, if we will notice.”
Taking note of the good, the true, the just, the miracles hidden at every turn is like . . . a deliberate act of defiance against the darkness.
the humble to do the work of the mighty.
Grief did that, apparently. Snuck out of hidden exits.
In the smallest segment of the ship, he found boundless freedom.
Juliette’s sorrow nearly broke her, but as she shared her heart, it was clear her bravery and faith sustained her.

