The moon has a giant ring around it tonight. I am told this is the third night in a row for such a sight from our viewpoint. I didn't see it on the other nights, but on this Christmas Eve, I have witnessed it.
"When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him?" (Psalm 8:3-4)
Our Creator God, in all His divinity, capable of speaking into existence that same moon....cares for me.
And you.
We are decieved sometimes when we believe the enemy lies that God doesn't see or care about our situations.
But on this Eve of celebrating His birth, one look at that moon brings His truth and promise back to my mind.
He IS mindful of me.
So mindful that He saw fit to speak into existence a Son.
A Son born to die. Not just His own human death, but the death due me because of my own shortcomings.
"..the wages of sin is death.." (Romans 6:23)
I am assured that You are able to "Create in me a pure heart.... and renew a steadfast spirit within me." (Psalm 51:10) "Your Hand will sustain me; Your arm will strengthen me." (Psalm 89:21 personalized by me)
As my eyes gaze up at the moon, I see evidence.
And as I reflect my life and the lives of those so dear to me...I see evidence.
I see Your fingerprints and Your handiwork.
Praise him, all his angels; praise him, all his heavenly hosts.
Praise him, sun and moon; praise him, all you shining stars.
Praise him, you highest heavens and you waters above the skies.
Let them praise the name of the LORD, for at his command they were created,
and he established them for ever and ever— he issued a decree that will never pass away.
Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,
lightning and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds that do his bidding,
you mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars,
wild animals and all cattle, small creatures and flying birds,
kings of the earth and all nations, you princes and all rulers on earth,
young men and women, old men and children.
Let them praise the name of the LORD, for his name alone is exalted; his splendor is above the earth and the heavens.
And he has raised up for his people a horn, the praise of all his faithful servants, of Israel, the people close to his heart. Praise the LORD. (Psalm 148)
Hallelujah
