It was earlier than usual that I sat in my recliner, my mug
of tea beside me, to have a little quiet time with the Lord before I began my
day. It wasn’t yet six am, still night outside, but as usual I drew open my
curtains, lest I should miss the dawning of the morning.
I was surprised to see the moon shining, right there in the
centre of my window. ‘Oh, a new moon,’ I exclaimed, not out loud. This was just
between the Lord and me. ‘Oh, and with the old moon in her arms?’ But no, this
was not as it usually is, for the crescent moon was on top, and I watched now
in wonder as the dark clouds, as I had thought, gradually slipped away until
there was the glory of our full moon, just faintly tinged with red.
In all this specular display from heaven, I had a deep
awareness that God was speaking to me, though he had not, as yet, translated it
into human language.
It was when I switched on the news that I realised that
this had been a long anticipated lunar eclipse, with an accompanying red moon.
I had not seen the actual eclipse, but rather, after the
eclipse, the unveiling again of the heavenly body that had been there all the
time, created by God, and ordained to run its courses.
I know I am one of millions of people on this earth at this
time, one of those who might be regarded as the dust on the scales, and yet one
of myriads who is so loved by God that he intended me to be treated to this
awesome spectacle.
Now God was telling me to never doubt his mighty acts or
wonderful words. As the light of the moon was eclipsed by earth, yet was always
there, always shining, so we need never doubt the reality, power or promises of
our great Creator God.
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