Borrowed Light
January 15, 2025
Dear Faith Family,
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him and the son of man that you care for him? (Psalm 8:3-4).
There it was in plain view, some 239,000 miles away. Its light traveled some 1.28 seconds just to greet me. Although darkness was crawling in, I could still see it plain as day. True, it’s 2,160 miles in diameter. But it was getting dark and it had no light of its own. Yet, there it was! I took pictures.
The moon! Have you looked at it lately? Any number of things can happen as you gaze at its borrowed light. First and foremost, God is some kind of big! Note that David lets us know that the moon belongs to God. I own the dirt that my house sits on. Kind of. I mean, some day it won’t be mine. You can’t see my dirt from 2 miles away much less 239,000 miles, right?!
God’s dirt, the moon, can be seen a long way off. Oh yeah, and that’s not His only dirt. The sun is His, too. That’s only 400 times the size of the moon. And it has a light! I know, He’s got other stuff too. Like stars. There’s only…well we don’t really know how many stars there are. I’m not even sure what a septillion is! And planets too. Wow! He’s got to be big to take care of all that dirt!
Second thing happens? I begin to feel pretty small. I’m like this little dot in this little neighborhood, in this little state, on this one planet…. I think I’ve made my point.
Ok. One more thing that can happen? Have you ever realized that you have to look up to see the moon? Look up! Sometimes the stuff that we deal with in this world casts our gaze downward (this is where you pause and think about the stuff that you’re dealing with right now). Could it be that God purposefully hung the moon above us to cause us to look up? To help us to realize that He is bigger than what we might be going through? To encourage us with the idea that the God who owns all that dirt knows us. In fact? We get to be His children!
Looking up,
Pastor Karl