10:20 PM CST, nearly fully eclipsed, after which my camera decided it didn’t care to focus at -30 F.
The name may seem dramatic, but it was really just a full lunar eclipse (“blood” for the reddish-brown color it turns), in January (“wolf” by the Native American calendar), on a night when the moon was closer to the earth than usual (“super”).
Which, perhaps, is amazing enough to deserve such a dramatic title.
“God is my King from of old, working salvation on the earth…The day is His, and His also the night; He established the sun and moon.” (Psalm 74:12,16)
Is it Christmas lights? Is it snow?
Inside the house, our Christmas tree with the big white origami star brushing the ceiling is twinkling bright; outside the snow lies “deep and crisp and even”*. In the reflection of the cold windowpane, I can see both at once. It’s the best of both of my December worlds: all the warmth of a joyful holiday celebration mingled with the wide white expanse of winter’s best accessory, now richly blue in the falling dusk.
It’s also an appropriately symbolic picture of Christmas, considering that the One whose birth we celebrate this week was also the very best of both worlds. Not of indoors and outdoors, but of heaven and earth.
If I could show you a picture of Him, you might ask:
Is He God? Is He man?
May the marvel of this mystery fill you with thoughtful joy and wonder this Christmas!
“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.” (John 1:14)
*From the carol “Good King Wenceslas” by John Mason Neale.