Lately I’ve been a bit preoccupied with hunting. Those of you that have been following Lovineveryday.com may have noticed. I suppose some folks use the slow times in the deer stand to catch up on mainstream media, but not me. I heard we even had some sort of presidential election? Huh. So as I entered back into regular society and left solitude behind, the first news story that I encountered was about the super moon. Evidently, I never missed anything because no one needed to tell me that the moon was closer to the earth than it’s ever been in my lifetime. My son and I woke up last Sunday to a frost-covered super moon that you couldn’t take your eyes off. I tried to take a picture of it, but through a camera lens it carried no awe. My eyes, however could translate a story that was jaw dropping. That’s when it hit me that two things were at play: I needed my own eyes to most delight in what I was seeing, and nature’s beauty is here for a reason. Neither the lens of my eyes or the heavenly body I was viewing was a result of man. Psalm 19:1 sums up my feeling the best, “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork”.
One of the wonderful advantages to waking up every morning at 5:41 a.m. and crawling down the tree ladder at 5:56 p.m. are the sunrises and sets day after day. I did not need a news reporter to tell me to go outside for a couple minutes and experience creation. Over the past 3 weeks I’ve soaked in hours of it. And for that, I am very thankful.