Faith reflections from the solar eclipse

   On Monday morning, I met my friend Katie at City Park for a picnic lunch with our kids to watch the solar eclipse. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect in this phenomenon. I pressed my protective eyewear against my face and looked up at the bright sun.
    And there it was. The moon was beginning to cover the sun, and it was beautiful. My eyes were focused on the bright orange ring. The darkness began to steadily cover the light within a matter of minutes.
    I was amazed that though I couldn’t see this spectacle with my bare eyes, it was still there. God’s creation and glory was clearly on display. His handiwork. His doing. And here I stood as a finite, imperfect being, staring up at the sky, observing all this grandeur. I was just a tiny dot on the map. God is the master craftsman who formed it all — the heavens and the earth, the skies and the seas, plants and animals. You and me.
    I think about the verse in Hebrews: “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” (11:1)
    Even though I cannot see God, he is here. Even though I can barely scratch the surface in understanding his beauty, holiness, majesty and greatness, He is still God. Creator and Father. He holds everything together.
    Observing the solar eclipse among many other people that day gave me greater confidence in my faith. Just because I don’t see God working in the darkness and struggles in my own life or in this world doesn’t mean he is not doing something. The truth is that he’s always moving. He is not slow to keep his promises.

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