The shoreline is quickly crowded with viewers rushing toward a dazzling sunset
Cameras snapping over and over as others sit quietly basking in the glow of red, orange, and yellow streaks across the sky
There is a holiness to the hush as the sun dips into the sea and as if on a pulley, the full harvest moon arises in sync with the sunset.
Without realizing, the crowd is being awed by the creator of all things —
light, darkness, seasons, change,
even the ability to appreciate the gift of nature’s art
All created by a living, loving, masterful artist.
He is the Lord God who has lifted the same moon over centuries.
He has pressed the same sun into the same ocean of millennia.
He has painted the same sky over and over for time infinitum.
He has turned the pages of the seasons repeatedly over generations.
And still his most beloved creation, you, me, the homeless, the wealthy, the weakest, the strongest, the worn down and the high and mighty, all stop to acknowledge the stunning beauty and majesty of a sunset. A moonrise.
Who ever said, “how boring” as the sun blazed brilliant colors across the sky?
Who ever didn’t gasp at the enormity of a harvest moon in all its glory?
Who says it’s all just a monotonous routine, the rising, the setting, the brilliance, the tides, the change of seasons, the ebb and flow of life?
The stunning beauty of it all should ignite a spirit of praise within us that leads to complete devotion to the most high God, to the most magnificent artist, to the creator of heaven and earth.
©Belindabotzong2018
