So Real. Surreal.

This morning I almost saw the Sun rise in the west. Here in Florida, at precisely 6:15 am, it was still dark. I was just up and looked out the bathroom window to the west. It was the Moon, lit up like the fire of a sun of another planet. It was so real, it was surreal. The atmosphere was cold and crystal clear. (Cold for us this time of year is 48 degF.) At the elevation of the Moon while the eastern sky was still dark, the Sun was beating on the Moon like crazy. The Moon burned like fire for three more minutes as it began to be hidden by the distant pine trees. Then it was over. 

Now the Sun is up and the Moon is down. It is day. Back to normal. But normal is not normal at all: this big blue marble spinning in the precise right balance in all space, energy, and time, teeming with life powered by the Sun. 

Sometime things don't appear as they really are. Sometimes things appear as they really aren't. Our Creator is never surprised and yet He delights in His creation. He delights in you, the crown jewel of his creation, and comes at you through love. 

God comes at you through Jesus, the Son of God. I understand a lot of things but this is not one of them. Why does God come at us through love? I don't know, but I do know it is not religion. Religion is usually the opposite: people trying to come at God, or gods, through all kind of different ways that people can invent. 

The love of God may seem surreal but it is real. It was demonstrated and it has a name. Jesus.