Just a couple of weeks ago, those living in the Pacific Northwest were treated to a spectacular lunar eclipse.
Earlier that evening, forgetting the significance of what was to occur later, I marvelled at how big and bright the moon appeared in the sky. I drove home, listening to the news on the radio … not a mention was made of the lunar event to come, yet I kept noting the beauty of the moon.
It wasn’t until I got home and read numerous posts on social media about the start of the eclipse that I knew the excitement of this lunar event. I stood, eyes to the sky, watching the marvel unfold.
As I think back over that event, that evening, the real marvel was not the lunar eclipse, but that first sight of the moon earlier that same evening … so bright and big, and appearing to be so close.
The eclipse was exciting, noteworthy, but the moon is a wonder itself, just for appearing each evening.
The everyday things … that hot mug on a cold morning, the sunrising, the laughter with friends, the delight of bulbs greenery poking through the ground, rest at the end of a full day … these are the wonders of life, the things that bring delight to our days.
“All things bright and beautiful,
all creatures great and small,
all things wise and wonderful,
the lord god made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
each little bird that sings,
he made their glowing colours,
he made their little wings.
The purpleheaded mountain,
the river running by,
the sunset and the morning,
that brightens up the sky.
The cold wind in the winter,
the pleasant summer sun,
the ripe fruits in the garden,
he made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
the meadows where we play,
the rushes by the water,
we gather every day.
itsawonderfilledlife 