11/07/2025
Stuck on the Dam, Blessed by the View
Reflection by Rev P.
Last night, on my way home, I found myself caught in one of the longest traffic lineups I’ve ever seen crossing the Mactaquac Dam. If you’ve ever driven that stretch, you know the drill, one narrow lane, a light that takes its sweet time, and cars stretching as far as the eye can see. It’s been that way for a couple of years now, and most nights I’d be tempted to grumble or fiddle with the radio while watching the clock.
But not last night.
As I sat there waiting, I happened to glance toward the horizon and there it was. The moon. Round, golden-orange, and climbing slowly above the treetops like a lantern being lifted by unseen hands. It wasn’t just any moon either, it was the Beaver Moon, November’s full moon. Tradition says it’s the time when beavers ready their dams and lodges for winter, storing what they need before the freeze sets in.
And there I was, sitting on our dam, watching that great glowing sphere rise into the night sky. How fitting. Creation has a way of speaking truth right into our ordinary moments if we’re still enough to listen.
By the time the light turned green, I didn’t mind the wait anymore. I watched the moon all the way home, its soft glow keeping me company on the winding road. Later that night, I stepped out onto my deck and looked again, unable to resist one more look. It was brilliant and steady, as if God had painted the sky just to remind me that delays aren’t always detours, sometimes they’re invitations.
And this morning, that invitation continued. When I woke and looked out from the other side of my house, the Beaver Moon was still hanging in the western sky, pale and glowing, even as the sun began to rise in the east. I could see both, the moon slowly setting, the sun climbing higher, and it took my breath away. Night and day, meeting in one shared moment of beauty. The rhythm of creation, perfectly balanced.
Sometimes God shows up in traffic. Sometimes He speaks through sky and shadow, through long lines and quiet mornings. And sometimes, if we’re paying attention, we find that what feels like a delay is really a reminder that His timing is always art, never accident.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” — Psalm 19:1
A SOAR™ Moment
Stop and Sit:
Take a breath. Be still for a moment and notice what’s around you right now.
Observe the Pattern:
In creation, endings and beginnings often overlap; the moon sets as the sun rises. Where in your life might God be doing the same?
Affirm the Deep Truth:
Even when light changes, God remains constant. His beauty holds both the dusk and the dawn.
Reflect and Respond:
When was the last time you saw something ordinary, like the moon or sunrise, and let it speak to you about grace, patience, or hope?
Go with God, and always stay spicy.
Rev. Peggy Your Pastor on a Park Bench.
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