Look what I found outside my front door underneath the porch light. If you’re not familiar with outdoor creatures, this one is a Luna moth. Luna is Latin for moon, referring to the moon-like dots on their wings. The pink edging lets us know he’s the first brood to hatch this spring and his previous caterpillar days were spent in a Southern hardwood forest. Yep, my backyard. More importantly, this fella is on a critical mission: find a mate within a week before he dies. Why? Because Luna moths are born without the ability to eat. Their sole purpose is to continue the species.
I don’t know about you, but the thought of not eating sends chills down my chocolate-loving spine. Can you imagine staring at a double fudge chocolate cake and knowing you can’t eat a piece? My definition of a nightmare, for sure. But only blessings come from seeking God’s word. Psalm 119:103-105 says, “How sweet are Your words to my taste! Yes, sweeter than honey to my mouth! From your precepts I get understanding; therefore I hate every false way. Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” Just like Luna moths are drawn to light to find a mate, God draws us to him so we can walk in his light.
On this windy Southern-fried Friday, I’ve already declared my favorite food. What’s one of yours?