Look at her. The moon!

Some called it ‘super.‘  But have we become so immune to creation that we need ‘scientists’ to tell us when the moon is super? Ha! It is always super.

 

Don’t you just love the moon?  Changeless from the day it was borne. Borne by Divine hands of course. A testament to God Himself, who proves He cares, around the clock.

 

 

 

The subtle.

 

The demure beauty.

 

 

 

The underestimated glory.

 

 

So alike all other night orbs, yet so distinct in nature and purpose. A light, to rule the night. Alone. Apart. Emitting coolness, where contrary to popular opinion her shade is warmer. Love that.

But this light! Needing no help to transmit the nature of God which is light, it stands. She stands against the wiles of godlessness which defies her Maker, and gives her light anyway, and withstands cruel mockings from many fronts such as media, academia, false science, who pretend she sits idly by, just so happening to supply light and favor to a world which despises its Creator.

No! Her purpose is fixed, her mission secure and steadfast, she testifies to the unshakable promises of God Almighty, whose word is good, that day and night shall not cease, as well as cold and heat, and that He remembers His very oath regarding His moon and His covenant people, Israel. He remembers.

  But of course there is more.  It has been said the moon NEEDS the sun to display her majesty, but I ask you friendly reader: do the neon fish swimming miles beneath the ocean need the help of the whale which swims above it ere they produce their effulgent light? Or is the light innate, this luminescence which appears to have engulfed the moon?

Let’s only remind ourselves that the conclusions based on theories and assumptions were spoon fed to us by the godless who have dissected God out from His own laboratory, so on the strength of this point alone, our eyebrows should raise to a heightened level of suspicion.

Or have we simply not given the Creator His own place in the heavens, enough so that to at least consider the moon no more needs the sun light, than does the sun ask permission of the moon before he warms the earth for the flowers. To each has its glory. None need not nor dare not eclipse the other.

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; (truly how great Thou art)

The next time you look up at that white wonder, take pause to remember that for thousands and thousands of years, how all men and women, from king to beggar, and all in between, who saw, thought, and wrote of the secret ways of God revealed through the moon.