The glory of this week’s total solar eclipse, then, can teach us about our own eclipses and intersections, and overshadowings. It is restorative simply to pause, and to marvel, at the glorious constellation of heavenly bodies among whom we live, and move, and have our being.
I have read dozens of descriptions of this moment of totality. None captures the awe I felt when I saw our star occluded, a disc surrounded by an eerie luminescence. It was white – bluish white – purplish, bluish white – a unnatural, unearthly color – and dumbfounding, breath stopping.
…the resounding echo of the music of the heavens lingered in my ear as it never had to me before, a low susurration resident in the beautiful stillness of the amethyst light that lay over us like a mantle.
The solar eclipse may have lasted only a few short minutes at its peak, but those in the “zone of totality” yesterday were making the most of it.
Episcopal churches are welcoming visitors in preparation for August 21’s solar eclipse – an unexpected outreach opportunity!
Just maybe…now and again, we get our three minutes…or our 30 seconds or so…of the special lenses in which we can see God in a way we’ve never seen before. If you could have that glimpse, how might it change you?