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The moon and the stars to rule by night: for his mercy endures forever.
Psalm 136:9
I went out on a walk Wednesday morning in search of the moon. I chased it through the neighborhood trying to capture the eclipse on my phone. The pictures, of course, do not do it justice.
Partial eclipse
Eclipsed moon hides in the trees.
I thought about how this phenomenon fascinates us as Earthlings. We travel through each day without realizing that the planet is moving and turning and changing, constantly. We are reminded of our minuteness when a super moon appears in the sky, when that moon is eclipsed by the place we walk upon.
But smallness means nothing to God. God cares for every particle, every sparrow, every hair upon your head. Like an eclipse, this goodness and love is hard to imagine, difficult to believe. So we keep testing it. Who am I to eat the crumbs under your table, Lord?
The rose on my kitchen table does not wait for me to notice before it blooms. With all my faults, my worries, my stupid pettiness, I am loved and revered as the rose. God’s love is unconditional and waiting. All we need to do is say, Yes, Thanks, Wow!*
- Help, Thanks, Wow is the title of a book by Anne Lamott.
Reflections on the Teche 