I hate to date myself, but I was born less than a year after man walked on the moon. In my life, I’ve spent many an hour gazing up at that shining orb, watching its waning and waxing. It’s always felt like a comforting old friend.
Maybe that’s why I can’t stop thinking about the beauty of this week’s solar eclipse. Such a spectacular display from two so well-known parts of our lives really gave us a chance to consider them afresh, to see them in a whole new way.
The interplay between sun and moon flashed through my mind again this morning as I read in John 1 about the birth of John the Baptist. One verse stuck with me. It’s verse 8: “He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light.”
That reminded me so much of my old friend the moon. Left to its own devices, it doesn’t have a lot to offer. There’s no light offered, no energy given. But that beautiful old moon does one thing perfectly: it reflects the light of the sun and in doing so offers us a great example for our Christian lives.
Our purpose, like John’s, is to bear witness to the Light and to reflect the Son. Without Him, we are but lifeless and cold. But when we reflect Jesus, we can shine more brightly than the fullest of full moons.
May we always do so to the glory of God.