I awoke sometime last night and used the restroom. A sweet ray of moonlight peeked between the window blinds and landed on my face unexpectedly, like a soft kiss. I thanked Him for the intimate moment and briefly acknowledged the thought of how the moon reflects the sun and how awesome that is. It was enough contemplation for the mind wanting to go back to sleep, but I've thought more today of how I've treasured moon encounters in my life.
When the house was silent and others asleep, I whispered my adolescent secrets to the Lover of my soul while facing that celestial glow at my bedroom window. And the times I've walked in the night quiet, enjoying the way the moon lit my path. This pearly light enabled our treasure hunts during all night youth camp-outs. The moon tugs and draws the ocean tides, another of my nature loves.
In awe, I ponder how the moon has no light source of it's own, but solely reflects the sky's power ball, the sun. I remember how Moses' face shone when he came down from the mountain where he had basked in the presence of the Son, receiving the ten commandments. The Israelite community were afraid to look at him. He had to veil his face from them. 2 Cor. 3:16-18 indicates that we who have turned to the Lord, need no veil to block that shining glory. "So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord-who is the Spirit-makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image." What a privilege!
Have we Son-bathed today? Can others see His glow on us? Just as a natural sun tan fades without continued sun exposure, the glory can fade from us if we turn our face away from the Son, from his presence. No need for son block! The more rays caught, the better we shine!
Get out there today and show off that tan, my fellow Son worshipers! And go easy on the pale-faced. His glory produces a gradual change, making us "more and more like him". Pray for ways to warm up to them and not scare them away.
I don't know about you, but I'm smelling coconut oil and hearing lapping ocean waves. Nice sensations on this frigid day here in Indiana.