I witnessed, for the first time (as far as I know), a red moon tonight. It was full and creeping up on the eastern horizon just after dark. Though I am certain there are perfectly reasonable scientific explanations for such a phenomenon (particulates in the atmosphere?), I like to take these types of experiences at face value. The significance for me is being able to witness something strange and unusual and natural that I might not have occasion to see again for a long time.
I was driving when I noticed the hazy, red globe sitting on the horizon, so it was difficult to truly enjoy it. By the time I got home, it had risen further and had transitioned into a rather orange hue. I went in and got my wife and we stood in the middle of the street for about 15 minutes admiring the now bright yellow-orange orb. It hung perfectly cradled in the V where the street and the two tree lines met. It was an uncanny sight, and our eyes drank it in slowly. It made me think about the kinds of natural phenomenon that we're robbed of by virtue of living in a city. I can remember seeing stars upon stars in the countryside where I grew up, but here only the brightest celestial bodies show their faces in the night sky.
So, I count tonight's moon watching as a decidedly memorable event for an average Tuesday evening. And I challenge you to look up at the sky more. Maybe stop and close your eyes and hear what's going on around you. There's more to this life than what the rat race has to offer.
And when nature allows me to look upon its beauty, even if only for a few minutes, I'll take the opportunity every time. And thank God that I was here to see it.