Watching a full moon set over my roof tonight, I noticed a superficial similarity to the sun setting over the horizon. From where I was sitting, I watched it dip over the edge of the tiles out of sight, but unlike a sunset, all I needed to do was move back a few feet and the moon was still there in full sight.
Just before this, I was staring at the planets and stars, and wishing as I often do that I could soar out to see them up close. Like a little fly on the wall of a NASA drone, I wish I could look out and enjoy the beauty of outer space. I wonder if one day, when all is said and done, that we will have the freedom to do so. I also wonder if on that day we will still have the same desire to see what we wish to see now.
For now, I see us all struggling to know more, to see more, to understand more. For now, I see us lamenting our constrained reality, knowing that there is so much more out there that we are not able to experience. If you are like me, you think that if only we could loosen these shackles, even for a few moments, it would open up a window into the reality that we can only now see by Faith.
How many times have I watched a sunset and wished I could watch it over and over again because of its striking, majestic beauty. Tonight, with of the angles and distances involved, I could the moon set over the roof as many times as I wish ... but I only watched it set once. For some reason, my control over the situation was inversely proportional to its intrinsic beauty. What I am guessing is that if I had the same control over the sunset (e.g. if I were in a fast airplane and I could fly back and forth to see the sun set over and over again) I think the sunset would also lose some of its beauty.
It seems as though we are chasing control, but oftentimes this control is not just an illusion but an actual detriment to our appreciation of beauty. Perhaps God can still appreciate the beauty of a sunset. Perhaps He can appreciate it a different way. Perhaps the beauty of a sunset is a metaphor for some kind of beauty that only He can see, for now. All I know, is that I realized tonight that if I somehow obtain the ability to fly out to see the planets and the stars, that the price I pay may be that sunsets will no longer be what they used to be. May God grant me the patience to see what He allows me to see, and no more.
