The world is all a-flutter about the Solar Eclipse today. You guys, I honestly don’t care very much. Or at all, actually. I don’t care very much at all. I’m not scientifically minded, and things like this just don’t ring my bell.

Everybody keeps saying this only happens once every hundred years, but people also keep telling me their memories of when this has happened. I have my own memories of my freshman year in high school, when we all piled outside to watch it happen, and there was much hullabaloo about protecting your eyesight, and even still one of my classmates not only looked at the sun, but he watched the eclipse through a microscope. With scorched retinas, he wore sunglasses to school for weeks.

(I often wonder how his eyes are now, if he looks back on that sunny-shady day of the early nineties as his life’s greatest mistake.)

Anyway, I don’t care very much. I just don’t. My apologies to you, science teachers and meteorologists and people whose world revolves around the paths of the moon and sun. Literally and figuratively.

But then I read Job this morning, and I gathered these words scattered throughout the late chapters of the book.

Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Who determined its dimensions and stretched out the surveying line? Where does light come from, and where does darkness go? Can you take each to its home?

Do you know the laws of the universe? Can you use them to regulate the earth?

He directs the snow to fall on the earth and tells the rain to pour down.

Then everyone stops working so they can watch his power.

We cannot imagine the power of the Almighty.


~ Job 37, 38

And I remembered why it matters.

The world is a-flutter over the Solar Eclipse, and people will stop working so they can watch it happen.

They will step away from their busyness and their business
to marvel at the power of a mighty God who knows the universe,
the One who is in charge of the sun and the moon and the planets,
the One who knows their path,
the One who knows our paths, too.

And this makes my heart pause to remember
how small I am,
how big He is,

and how wonderful it is when I stop and remember,
stop and look,
stop and see.

Happy Solar Eclipse, everyone. Take a moment to marvel.




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