I
did join our guests yesterday for a few hours of fishing. It was pretty cold still, so we just went to
the Jamaica Beach canal in front of Nathan and April’s house. I was hoping we could at least catch some
catfish so Wyatt (the 8 year old) could actually catch something. He rode with me out there, and we had a
pretty interesting conversation. He was
noticing the water in some of the ditches and some of the sand breaks along the
road. His question was, “Why is there
more water in some places and not so much in others?” Ah, science class. Where are you when I need you? I explained a bit about high and low tides
and how they constantly change. He
listened intently, then queried, “Well, why do the tides happen? What makes it high or low?” Still struggling to remember my basic science
classes, I shared all I knew about how the moon is the culprit, using its
gravity to tug at the water. And because
the earth is spinning as well, sometimes the water level gets higher and
sometimes it goes lower. Boy, did the
wheels ever spin in his head after that one.
He pondered the implications of such a wild and crazy story, and did his
best to get it to make sense. Finally he
had the answer, “Oh, I get it. When
there is a full moon it’s bigger, so it pulls the water up to high tide. Then when you can only see half of the moon
the water starts getting lower until finally when you can’t see the moon any
more, there is low tide.” A great
theory, I thought, especially for an 8 year old. Makes a lot of sense. That’s how it should work. But sadly I had to answer, “Not exactly. See, even when you can’t see the moon, it is
still up there, pulling and tugging on the water. Tides change several times every day.” Frustrated now that his logic wasn’t valid,
he returned to questioning mode, “Well, then why does the moon do that?” And there you have it. The very question that eventually all
scientists get back to … why? We were
rapidly approaching our fishing site, so simplified matters a bit with, “It all
happens because that’s how God set it up.”
Surprisingly, that totally satisfied him. Amazing to me how God always seems to be
enough when you are a kid, and then when you grow up you have to try to make
things way more complicated. Keep that
up, Waytt.
Oh,
I forgot to mention, Wyatt caught the only fish of the afternoon. In fact Wyatt got the only bite of any
kind. He reeled in a small stingray. Mom and Dad took the requisite photos and
sent them to grandparents and posted them on Facebook. I was hoping it still had its tail so he
could take home a souvenir, but that was not to be. This guy had been caught a few times
before. He had no souvenir barb, and in
fact he had grown three tails. His Strange
but true. Yet another amazing creation
of that God who controls the moon that controls the tides.
Ecclesiastes
12:1 says, “Remember your Creator in the
days of your youth, before the days of trouble come and the years approach when
you will say, ‘I find no pleasure in them.’”
Father,
thank you for being so creative in making this fascinating world. I’m sure in awe of it. Amen.
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