“There’s nothing like the warmth of a summer afternoon
Waking to the sunlight, being cradled by the moon
Catching fireflies at night, building castles in the sand
Kissing mama’s face goodnight and holding daddy’s hand
Thank you, Lord, how could I ask for more?” (Cindy Morgan)

I don’t know if they’ve been absent or if I haven’t been paying attention, but I hadn’t seen any fireflies for a while until tonight. Tonight, they were everywhere. And my heart was full and glad.

I don’t know what it is about fireflies that soothes and calms me. Maybe they take me back to the carefree days of a childhood summer with no agendas or itineraries and the freedom that can only come before you turn 18 and enter the real world of adulthood.

I can’t tell you how many fireflies I caught. Some I released back into the night air. Some I put in jars with holes in the top so I could save their effervescent glowing. But try as I might, I could not possibly catch them all but stare at them in amazement and wonder at what God had done.

I know I can never truly go back, but seeing those fireflies again gave me glimpses of the freedom and innocence that I’ve lost in my rush to grow up. Now it seems that children have too many devices and stimulations to be bothered about fireflies. But for me I see them and I will always remember.

Maybe the best thing you can do for your child is to help him or her discover (while you rediscover) the awe and wonder of fireflies on a summer night. No phones, no tablets, no screens, just the magic of watching these little bugs light up the night sky as they’ve done for ages and ages.

Maybe it’s time to be growing young again.

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