Stealing the Sun

“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.” Ming-Dao Deng

For the first time, I chose a word of the year to serve as a guide for how I live my 2017, and that word is “light.” I have read books on the topic and have studied scripture, and I have learned through my study that I can attempt to shine my light in one of two ways: either by trying to be the sun or by being a moon.

The sun is a star that generates light. Everything revolves around it, and everything that shines does so because of it. It gives life and energy and hope for a world that would otherwise be dark. The moon generates no light in and of itself. Without the sun, the moon is nothing but a black, ugly rock, but the moon is able to shine when it is in the right relationship with the sun. It reflects the greater light.

As much as I hate to admit it, I am a moon and am not the sun. I shine bright when I am in a right relationship with the Sun, but there are times that I am dark. I have moments where some might consider me to be beautiful, but I have many moments that could be considered ugly. I generate no light in and of myself. I am nothing but a black, ugly rock without the Sun. I am only meant to reflect the Greater Light. I do not exist to generate light but to generate glory to the Sun. But boy, oh boy, do I sometimes try to steal and to be the sun.

And I see the same concept every time that I scroll through my news feed—just a bunch of us little moons trying to compete for light, and not to reflect the Sun but to generate the light ourselves. Between the live videos and the selfies and the hashtags, I become exhausted. Between the number of likes and notifications and beeps of my phone, I become overwhelmed. Between the distractions and advertisements and invitations for comparison, I question myself and the true purpose of my life as a moon.

And I look at my own Facebook page and feel disgusted. How did I get to the place where I think other people care about what I eat? How did I get to the place where I take 20 pictures until I take the “right” one? How did I get to the place where I make my husband review Instagram filters with me? How did I get to a place where I waste hours of time that could be spent glorifying God in an attempt to glorify myself? How did I get to a place where I sometimes want to steal and to be a sun?

We as humans desperately want to make a name for ourselves—to own our own businesses, to be our own bosses, to live these magazine-worthy lives to post on social media, to work in our flip flops and pajamas, and then of course to do it all “for the glory of God.” We desperately want to be liked—to make the perfect live Facebook video, to create the next viral video, to write the perfect tweet, to post the perfect Instagram picture, to get more likes than we have ever gotten before, to find that perfect thing that nobody else has done before that makes us stand out and makes others think that we are special. We desperately want to be known—to be known by our degrees, to be known for what we do, to be known for our success, to be known for how we appear, to be known for our humor or wit or beauty or intelligence.

But we already have a name for ourselves. We are His children (John 1:12). We are His branches (John 15:1-5). We are His friends (John 15:15). He has called us by name, and we are simply HIS (Isaiah 43:1). And we are not just liked. We are justified (Romans 3:24). We are redeemed (Isaiah 43:1). We are freed (Romans 8:2). We are accepted (Romans 15:7). And we are desperately known. He knew us before we were born (Jeremiah 1:5). He knows the number of hairs on our heads (Matthew 10:30). He knows our every move (Psalm 139:1-2). And He knows our hearts (Proverbs 16:2).

It’s time for us to stop trying to steal the sun or to be the sun, and it’s time to embrace our lives and purposes as moons—reflecting the glory of God and allowing His light to make us shine. Each of us is unique. Each of us is gifted. Each of us has a purpose and plan for our lives. But we are simply moons. We will never generate light in and of ourselves—we can only reflect it. The world will never revolve around us, but we can show the glory of the Sun. We can still shine; we can still be beautiful; we can still be bright, but only if we are humbly reflecting the Greater Light.

“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.” Ming-Dao Deng

About Charissa Miller 5 Articles
Charissa Miller is a pediatric speech-language pathologist by trade and a writer and speaker by heart who lives in Lewisville, Texas with her husband Michael. She attends the Lewisville church of Christ where she enjoys teaching children, teenaged girls, and women.

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