Posted by: T. Boyd | February 12, 2011

Why stars twinkle (and planets do not)

Long ago God spoke many times and in many ways to our ancestors through the prophets.  And now in these final days, he has spoken to us through his Son. God promised everything to the Son as an inheritance, and through the Son he created the universe.  The Son radiates God’s own glory and expresses the very character of God, and he sustains everything by the mighty power of his command. (Hebrews 1:1-3 New Living Translation)

Why do stars twinkle while the light from planets looks steady?  The first part of the question is easier to answer than the second. Here’s a hint – the stars do not twinkle when viewed from the space station or from anywhere above the earth’s atmosphere. You guessed it: the twinkle is caused by turbulence in the air as the light beam passes through.

Then why do not planets also twinkle? As an example, if you look at Jupiter (in the western sky in the early months of 2011 after sunset) and compare it to a bright star, like Sirius which is the brightest object high in the eastern sky at the same time, you can tell that Sirius has a beautiful sparkling, wavering appearance that you do not see with Jupiter.

One way to explain this is that Jupiter’s diameter is very large in our view compared to Sirius (in a telescope, you can see that Jupiter is a round ball with surface features, while Sirius stays as a single point of light – even in the most powerful earth-based telescopes). Because of the size of the planet, there are many paths of light between the planet and us on earth. So even though each path of light is wavering because of the atmosphere, the average between all the paths to reach the eye looks steady. The eye blends them together into a sight that looks unwavering; therefore a planet doesn’t appear to twinkle.

But, you might point out, surely Sirius, the brightest star in our night sky, is much, much larger than Jupiter. In fact, its diameter, estimated to be 90 billion miles is more than a million times Jupiter’s diameter of 83 thousand miles.  One the other hand, because Jupiter is so much closer, the apparent diameter (as it looks to an earth based observer) of Jupiter is about 8000 times that of SIrius.

This, in turn, means that the apparent size in area of Jupiter is about 64 million times as big. So if we think of Sirius as having only one path of light hitting our eye, then Jupiter would have about 64 million paths to send its light rays to our eye. And the result is an averaging of all those paths to our eye to give the appearance of a steady light from the planet.  In other words, the wavering is smoothed out.

Whew! That’s a lot of words to explain a simple idea, but I hope it helps you understand what is happening when you see the steady light of  Venus, Mars, Jupiter, or Saturn  compared to the surrounding stars. Note: you rarely see Mercury since it stays very close to the Sun, and the other planets, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto are too faint to be seen easily.

The other lesson learned here is how very far away are even the nearest stars  (Sirius is in the family of  about a dozen nearest stars – those that are less than 10 light years away.   The closest, Proxima Centauri, is about 4 light years away). Most of space is empty of stars and planets.

The universe unimaginably immense, and yet our God who is its creator and sustainer is much greater.   The bible says that it was created through Jesus Christ, and that is sustained by the word of His power. (Hebrews 1:1-3)  God is incomprehensively powerful. majestic, and glorious, and yet He loves each one of His creatures.  Our names are written on His hand (Isaiah 49:16). Do you know that He loves you and me with His whole heart?

Posted by: T. Boyd | January 14, 2011

My God! I Know, I Feel Thee Mine

MY GOD! I KNOW, I FEEL THEE MINE

1. My God! I know, I feel Thee mine,
And will not quit my claim,
Till all I have is lost in Thine
And all renewed I am.

2. I hold Thee with a trembling hand,
But will not let Thee go,
Until by faith I firmly stand
And all Thy goodness know.

3. My Jesus, Thine victorious love
Shed in my heart abroad;
Then shall my feet no longer rove,
Securely fixed in God.

4. O that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow,
Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow!

5. O that it now from heaven might fall,
And all my sins consume!
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call,
Oh burning Spirit come!

6. Refining Fire, go through my heart,
Illuminate my soul;
Come spread Thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.

By Charles Wesley, 1707-88

Posted by: T. Boyd | December 15, 2010

Above the Deep Intent

Two days ago I prayed a somewhat weak prayer for strength to overcome my persistent feelings of fatigue and lassitude.  And then, as usual, I was pleasantly surprised that the answer came: I realized later in the day that I didn’t feel so tired – I had forgotten myself and just went about several hours doing things that needed to be done.  And then this morning, when a neighbor in our new house, Debbie, asked for help to start her car, the tiredness just dissolved in my response to her request.

Help me, Lord, to “build above the deep intent, [ and follow through to] the deed, the deed.”   From:

A Prayer by John Drinkwater

LORD, not for light in darkness do we pray,
Not that the veil be lifted from our eyes,
Nor that the slow ascension of our day
Be otherwise.

 

Not for a clearer vision of the things
Whereof the fashioning shall make us great,
Not for remission of the peril and stings
Of time and fate.

 

Not for a fuller knowledge of the end
Whereto we travel, bruised yet unafraid,
Nor that the little healing that we lend
Shall be repaid.

 

Not these, O Lord. We would not break the bars
Thy wisdom sets about us ; we shall climb
Unfettered to the secrets of the stars
In Thy good time.

 

We do not crave the high perception swift
When to refrain were well, and when fulfil.
Nor yet the understanding strong to sift
The good from ill.

 

Not these, O Lord. For these Thou hast revealed,
We know the golden season when to reap
The heavy-fruited treasure of the field,
The hour to sleep.

 

Not these. We know the hemlock from the rose,
The pure from stained, the noble from the base.
The tranquil holy light of truth that glows
On Pity’s face.

 

We know the paths wherein our feet should press,
Across our hearts are written Thy decrees.
Yet now, O Lord, be merciful to bless
With more than these.

 

Grant us the will to fashion as we feel,
Grant us the strength to labour as we know,
Grant us the purpose, ribbed and edged with steel.
To strike the blow.

 

Knowledge we ask not ‚knowledge Thou hast lent,
But, Lord, the will ‚there lies our bitter need,
Give us to build above the deep intent
The deed, the deed.

 

Posted by: T. Boyd | December 13, 2010

The Geminid meteor shower is tonight! (Dec. 13-14)

The geminid shower is tonight – this article says it has become maybe the best annual “shooting star” show.  It comes from the asteroid Phaethon, they think – it may be the core of a “dead” comet.  This is a space rock about 3 miles in diameter that has a 3 year orbit around the sun.  In Richmond it is supposed to be partly cloudy after midnight and this will be after the moon sets, so maybe I can see something.

http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2010/12/101213-geminids-meteor-shower-peak-december-science-space/

Let me  know if you see any.
Boyd
Posted by: T. Boyd | September 15, 2010

Down Labyrithine Ways

The writer told of a thread running from end to end of man’s history and said it was like the thread of Theseus. That Greek myth relates how Theseus was going into the Labyrinth from which no man ever found his way out again to kill the monster Minotaur.

The princess Ariadne offers Theseus a thread to unravel as he explores the dark maze so he can escape if he survives the quest. That scene stirred my memory of Mark Twain’s story about Tom Sawyer and Becky being lost in a cave.

The tender love of the two toward each other described in that tale made me long to be as Tom in comforting his friend. I think this was the first time that romantic love arose in my young heart. In the words of C. S. Lewis, I was surprised by joy.

And now some 60 years later, some of those expressions of rapture in my heart are opening afresh, better and more vivid than ever before. The poem by Francis Thompson, The Hound of Heaven, for me captures the essence of the ongoing pursuit for joy that I thought was initiated by me, but indeed, it is I who was being pursued.

The source of this fountain of joy, this welling up within my soul, is none other than my heavenly lover, the Lord Jesus Christ! Blessed be His Name!  Sometimes I feel like my heart might burst if I cannot share these feelings with others.

Someone asked, “Do you know that He loves you with His whole heart?” That question brought me up short. How can that be? How can the creator and king of the universe care about me, about each one of us? What is it about us that is worthy of love, of His trying to capture our hearts? Finding that answer is also part of the unfolding mystery of this marvelous love.

Oh how I wish I had the words to describe these experiences. How I long to bring others into the same gallery of riches and glory, to the place that Paul described, “Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God. How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways…For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things, To Him be the glory forever. Amen.” (Romans 12:33-36)

…I fled Him, down the labyrithine ways
Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears
I hid from Him…

Halts by me that footfall:…
…His hand, outstretched caressingly…
“…I am He Whom thou seekest!
Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me.”

–Francis Thompson

Click here for Message by Bob Worley 28Aug2010

or try this one:

This was an excellent sermon preached by Pastor Bob at First Freewill Baptist Church, Richmond, VA.  You can write Boyd at BrightMysteries@verizon.net for further information.  If the link doesn’t work, please let me know. Thanks. By the way, since Pastor Bob’s 93 birthday was 2 days later, we sang happy birthday to him – I noticed he joined in on the singing. :-)

Posted by: T. Boyd | September 1, 2010

The Missing Core of the Manhattan Declaration

Last November (2009) I got an e-mail requesting me to sign the Manhattan Declaration. After reading through the information my wife and I signed it to show our support.

A little while later I discovered that several of my “heroes” of the faith had posted statements about why they had not signed it. These included R. C. Sproul, Alistair Begg, and John MacArthur, all of whom had good explanations, and their explanations helped convince me to withdraw my signature.

Since the promotion of this declaration has arisen again, this time on Facebook, I have studied the Manhattan Declaration to try to explain in my own words what bothers me about it. It gradually dawned on me how to respond to the document.

The Manhattan Declaration says many good things, and I agree with the analysis of the awful problems of abortion, euthanasia, attacks upon marriage, and the threat of losing religious freedom. However, it leaves out the most important part of pointing the way to the solution. It refers to the gospel of Jesus Christ without ever talking about what that gospel is and how it can cure the sickness of society. And it points out great Christians of the past that helped correct some of these ills without explaining what enabled them to persist in the fight.

A non-Christian reading this document would conclude that Jesus was a great teacher and promoter of wonderful ideals, and followers of His ways can be model citizens. But there is nothing about the transformation in our hearts that come from responding to the gospel, that is, the rebirth from our death that has come into our lives because of sin. In fact, I find it a glaring omission that there is no reference to sin or the fallen nature of man in the document. How can this “cancer” be eradicated without identifying its source?

According to the Declaration, it seems that the authors are attributing the evil abuses and bad ideas to lack of mankind’s adherence to our good traditions and heritage. There is no implication that the ills stem instead from evil hearts, from greed, selfishness, and hatred. There is no mention of our adversary, the evil one. Instead, the authors imply that these wrongs in society can be minimized by such things as re-education, good laws, strict enforcement, and good leadership, in other words, by human will.

To say that this is a Christian declaration, I think it should state what the gospel of Jesus Christ teaches: people are born in sin, they are lost and in a hopeless condition; they are dead spiritually and are slaves to sin in their natural state; but the good news is that Jesus has provided a way out, a transformation, a metamorphosis of the person that brings life, and life that will last forever.

This free gift is offered to all people. The price for that gift was paid by the death of Jesus who lived a sinless life, and therefore, was enabled to pay for all our sins.  It lets God, our righteous judge,  cancel the sentences of death against us by nailing them to the cross (see Colossians 2:13-15). The acceptance of this gift and the commitment to live in Him creates a rebirth of that person, and this transaction occurs by faith in God’s power to do just that.

The proof that this is all true was demonstrated by the resurrection of the body of Jesus after being dead for three days, and then 40 days later ascending into heaven. This good news, this gospel, is the only hope of changing peoples hearts, of bringing truth and righteousness into the nation and our world.

In conclusion, the Manhattan Declaration misses the whole point of how to correct these evils of society. It does a good job of describing what has happened and how mankind has gone against the traditions and norms of society. But it falls woefully short of providing a way out of the mess or of even giving hope that change can occur. It declares that if Christians will stand together to fight the evil that maybe we can sway the drift of society back to the righteous ways of living. I think the sad history of mankind proves this false.

Without the empowering of God in our lives, there is no hope for a cure. Where in the document is there a call for repentance, for falling on our knees to pray to our Lord for help, for wisdom, for strength? The cure put forward by the Manhattan Declaration is like suggesting that if everyone in New Orleans had used their leaf blowers the course of Hurricane Katrina could have been altered.

Posted by: T. Boyd | August 15, 2010

He opens His hand

It is raining and cool for the middle of August.  They are crying and staring with expectant faces, hungrily waiting for her to return.  Their mother has left them alone, defenseless, with no covering.

It seems like hours; she has been gone four minutes.  Flying to a nearby limb, hopping to the brim of the nest, she peers down at open mouths on wobbly necks.

Motionless, she checks the surroundings, then starts to nourish each baby out of her innate maternal provisions.  She pokes her beak into eager mouths. After each is fed, she nudges the nestlings deeper into the cradle of straw. She fluffs her feathers, spreads her wings, and they nestle under her to get warm and dry.

Ten minutes pass before there is a stirring in the nest.  A head pokes up, again with open beak, then another appears.  The mother slowly moves upward, and from her resources feeds them a bit more.  They settle anew, this time a bare two minutes.

As the babies assert themselves again, she stirs herself. After carefully checking the environs, off she flies.  The Creator rejoices as the life-sustaining choreography continues.

The eyes of all wait upon Thee; and Thou givest them their meat in due season. Thou openest Thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing. (Psalm 145:15-16)

robin nest

Thanks to Tony Northrup for permission to use photo. http://www.northrup.org/

Click Link to hear wonderful rendition of The eyes of all wait upon thee by Jean Berger

Posted by: T. Boyd | August 8, 2010

Flower Wonders

When basil blooms, it outdoes itself.  The photo shows one cluster which is only about 1″ in diameter, so each orchid-like bloom is very small – maybe a 1/8″ or so.  There are 5 petals in each bloom – one of those about twice the width of the other four.

And then it has all the other delicate parts that make up a flower’s ability to make a seed.  It must be tiny insects that fly into them to collect the pollen.  The “wonder of it all” as the song goes, is beyond my ability to describe.

I truly believe with my whole heart -and with vastly increasing portion of my head- that God created each tiny detail of this flower on the third day in which He spoke the creation into being. And ever since, faithfully and untiringly, basil has reproduced its own kind.

The photo of the periwinkle flower also from our sunny deck displays a glory all of its own.  The rose family has 5 regular petals in the single form of those flowers, so this may be of that family.  Notice how it is unfurling (I have been watching this one – this photo is about 6 hours since it first started opening.  Again “I see such beauty there, none other can compare” as another poem says, although the poem is about the one through whom the flowers came into being: the Lord Jesus,  Blessed be His name.

I looked at an open periwinkle bloom and wondered where the pollenating parts were.  Could they be in that tiny center hole?  I carefully opened up the stem of the flower, and there were those tiny parts.  They were not really clearly visible until I put the stem under a microscope – there were the parts and some particles of pollen as well.  What complexity on such a small scale that is replicated millions of times each day!

Corn Silk

Used by permission from WikiPedia

However, the event that inspired me to write this happened in the preparation of dinner last night.  I stepped outside to shuck some fresh ears of corn bought from our local fruit stand.  And I was struck by that very different form of procreation.  Each kernel of corn has attached to it a delicate strand of the silk which extends inside the shuck protection up to the end of the ear to the outside elemnts.

When the wind blows, that strand of silk catches a tiny bit of the pollen which is then somehow propagated down the strand to the kernel area to germinate and form the seed of sweetness that is so pleasing to us.  And this happens hundreds of times within each ear of corn on each stalk.  Such a wonderful, fantastic design!  Who could have imagined it?  I know who: our Father and His Son and His Holy Spirit – they very much enjoyed producing such infinite variety.  Cannot you sense the humor in much of it as well as the beauty?

To the old question,  ”What is the chief end of man?”, the ancients declared,”To glorify God and to enjoy Him forever”.

Amen.

Posted by: T. Boyd | June 9, 2010

A Gentle Rescue of a Hummingbird

Twice I have rescued a hummingbird from our garage. In both cases, the tiny creature flew in the open garage door, and could not find a way out – always searching along the 11 ft. ceiling, and occasionally going to the windows at the opposite end. The last time I helped one out, the bird finally exhausted itself, and let me catch it in my hand while standing on a ladder.

I didn’t want to wait that long this time, so I went outside, and managed to lower the top section of the double-hung window (for the first time in 10 years). I could see the bird still flying around, and not seeing the escape route. So I carried our hummingbird feeder to hang it in front of the window.

While adjusting the length of the hanger to give it the correct height, the bird flew out the window directly to the feeder and started drinking from my hand. It was so wonderful. It drank and drank while I talked soothingly to it – thirsty it was from that hot garage! He then hovered up near my hand, went down for a final sip, and flitted away.

I praised the Lord that I was able to help a fellow member of His wonderful creation. The experience really blessed my heart and that of others to which I have related the tale.

O Lord, how manifold are your works!
In wisdom have you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures…
The eyes of all wait upon thee; and thou givest them their meat in due season.
Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.

(Psalm 104:24, 145:15-16)

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