The sun shall be turned to darkness and the moon to blood, before the day of the Lord comes, the great and magnificent day.
There was a, so-called, Blood Moon last night. This was because we had a Super Moon. This is when the orbit of the Moon brings it the closest to Earth. And I have to say, it really was big and bright. Our back garden was like a daytime version in black and white.
The redness is caused by the Earth’s shadow cast across the Moon as seen through dust in the atmosphere. It has nothing to do with mythical beings. At all.
Mirinda managed to wake up in the early hours, flipped open the curtains and saw it. She said it was really something amazing. I was vaguely aware that she was awake but, stoically, remained asleep.
Something I’d like to know is why natural phenomena (like the Blood Moon) has to be always viewed as something bad?
“Oooo, the moon has gone all red! This is clearly a really, really bad thing. I guess it’s a signal for End of Days!”
Can’t it be something nice? I mean red is not just the colour of blood. It’s the colour of roses and beautiful sunsets, of strawberries and a robin’s breast. These are happy things. How much better would the Bible be if it read…
The sun shall be turned to darkness [because it’s night] and the moon to red, before the day of the Lord comes, and we’ll all party till we drop cause this religion is fun, fun, fun!
Yeah, like that would ever occur to anyone trying to subjugate people. I can just hear Jesus on the Mount…
“Blessed are the Party People because they really know how to have a good time.”
But no, it all has to be bad.
Anyway, that aside, today was anything but bad. The weather was glorious, Mirinda worked from home and all was right with the world.
…though, in saying that, Facebook went down tonight…coincidence or lunar-related?