Moonbeams

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Moonbeams

By Patricia Knight

“The sun has one kind of splendor, the moon another
and the stars another” (1 Corinthians 15:41).

The surprising advantage of living near a body of water is that whatever action occurs in the sky above—rainbows, storm clouds, or sunsets—often reflect into the mirror calm waters below. Because the two images can be so identical, one might wonder which scene is authentic and which one is an exact likeness.

There are occasions when we perceive we are witnessing the hand of God dipping His brush in His palette of heavenly colors to paint a panoramic view right before our eyes. A tranquil sky with dancing, white, fluffy clouds pierced by a flock of migrating geese; slices of arrow-shaped lightning bolts dividing black thunderheads; a double rainbow that weaves its arc among tall trees; all delight us with reciprocal images in the water. As if God’s beauty isn’t spectacular enough in the sky alone, our Creator pleasures us with simultaneous views in the water.  He alone creates shadows and reflections using variations of light which He spoke into existence at creation when the earth was originally shrouded in darkness (Genesis 1:3).

God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars. God set them in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth, to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness” (Genesis 1:16-18).

In the eerie shadows of a late autumn evening, the full moon birthed a celestial reflection of its radiant yellow image in the waters below. The limpid surface was strangely still, interrupted only by random wave movement, causing the moon’s impression to vacillate, alternately dividing into slithering segments, then re-uniting the quivering moonbeams into a lopsided circle.

Ushering in the duplicate full moon image was a dazzling path of moonlight superimposed on the surface of the water, extending like a bridge from one side of the cove to the other. The yellow beam shimmered as the dainty waves rippled in slow motion. Could the iridescence be moon dust directly filtered through the atmosphere from the lunar planet?

Reconfiguring the moon into a large, desultory ball, with segments oozing and bulging as the water gently rocked and rolled, the lake’s version was impressionistic. The original symmetrical roundness of the lunar orb divided irregularly like an onion sliced in random rings. First light, then deep, dark spaces shattered the yellow circle with narrow slivers and wiggly protrusions.

Slicing through the moonlit path emerged a solitary canoeist, a black silhouetted figure in the twilight. The canoeist and his paddle were resting in the stern as the skiff floated freely in the path of the moonbeam. Perhaps the canoeist was overwhelmed by the extravagance of the moment. Soon the craft and paddler were obscured from view, engulfed by the darkness outside the perimeter of the moonlit path.

As the full moon traveled its established orbit in space, the lake’s somewhat distorted, reflected image advanced closer toward the shoreline. While I pondered the unpredictable advance of the oscillating moon replica, it stealthily disappeared from sight. The moon methodically repositioned over the horizon, concluding the nocturnal, whimsical performance of the moon duet. Devoid of celestial light, sky and lake spontaneously merged, lowering a heavy curtain of darkness on the stage of the current night’s performance.

Oh, how magnificent is our Lord, who splashes His brilliant designs throughout our world! He choreographs the change of seasons and pops flowers from underground to bloom in elegant beauty. He crowns majestic mountaintops with melting snow, renewing streams and ponds below. Expansive canyons are formed when God carves out great chunks of earth. He controls the ocean’s waves by adjusting the rhythmic tug of the moon. How majestic is God’s name and greatly to be praised!

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 “The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands” (Psalm 19:1).

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