Sometimes I think my husband, Burl, appreciates God’s creation more than I do.
Oftentimes he’ll say, “Look there’s Venus” and many times as we drive in our driveway, sometimes on very cold evenings, he’ll want me to scan the sky for the “Big Dipper.” He’ll point out the “North Star” and the constellation, “Orion,” with his sword, and I’m mostly thinking, “Oh, yea, but let’s get inside where it’s warm.”
The middle of December brought us a beautiful full moon. I hope you saw it. I did because, Burl, kept saying, “The moon will be full in a few days, we don’t want to miss it.” And we didn’t! I thought it was full for several days, but technically the moon is only full for a fraction of a second, however, to the naked eye the moon appears to be full for thirty-six hours. I’m sure God planned it this way for our enjoyment.
For a closer look we sometimes bring out the telescope, but even a set of binoculars does a good job of bringing objects in the sky much closer. Venus is always easy to spot. It is ten times brighter than other planets. It isn’t stationary, and though it is seen in the southwest, it can be found in the eastern morning sky for an hour or so before the sun rises and in January, it will climb even higher than it appears now.
As I looked up into the December skies, I wondered if Venus could have been the “Star of Bethlehem,” the one that marked Christ’s birth? However, this star moved before the wise men, directing their way to the place where Jesus was and Venus doesn’t move like that. The wise men were astronomers and in Greek and Roman times unusual events were associated with the birth of an important person. For instance, the people thought it quite common for a new star to appear when royalty was born. The wise men believed they were seeking God’s son, so the astronomical event they were a part of, may have seemed quite normal. Most Christians believe the Bethlehem Star’s appearance was a supernatural occurrence. Some picture the star as being held by an angel. Certainly the Master of the Universe could have created yet another star that moved in the direction to be followed and then stood stationary over the place where Christ was.
Writing this post, I wonder how I could be so nonchalant about the heavens above. How fortunate I am that I have a husband who isn’t and who loves and appreciates, not only God’s creation, but God Himself.