What Happens When the Moon Goes Missing?

Reflections on the Black Moon

Tomorrow night, the sky will hold a quiet mystery, a Black Moon. If you haven’t heard the term before, you’re not alone. A Black Moon isn’t a supernatural omen or a rare eclipse. It’s simply the second new moon in a single calendar month. Unlike the full moon that bathes the night in silver, a new moon hides its face. And when two of these occur in one month, the second is called a Black Moon.

But what strikes me isn’t the astronomy, it’s the silence.

The Black Moon is invisible to the naked eye. No glow. No shimmer. Just darkness. And yet, it’s there. Orbiting faithfully. Marking time. Pulling tides. Even when unseen, it’s doing its work. This is how we should operate, also with our faithfulness and a heartfelt desire to walk as Christ does and silently make a difference.

I’ve been walking out of a season that felt like a Black Moon, quiet, hidden, uncertain. I’ve been rebuilding parts of my life and my work, especially within OurNightSky, and some days it still feels like I’m moving in the dark. There’s no spotlight. No applause. Just the quiet rhythm of obedience and trust.

And yet, I’m reminded of Psalm 139:12:

“Even the darkness is not dark to You; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with You.”

God doesn’t lose sight of us in the dark. He never lost sight of me, even though there was a time I lost sight of Him.

He doesn’t need moonlight to find us. He sees the hidden work. The quiet prayers. The small acts of faithfulness. The rebuilding. The waiting.

The Black Moon reminds me that not all growth is visible. Not all progress shines. Sometimes, the most transformative seasons are the ones where I feel unseen, but I know now that I am deeply known by Him because I just hand it over in faith, and this lightens the load of worry.

In Genesis 1:14, God said:

“Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons…”

Celestial rhythms are more than science; they’re sacred to me. They mark seasons not just in the sky, but in my soul. And this Black Moon? It’s a sign that even in the hidden places, God is at work.

So tomorrow night, when the moon goes dark, I’ll be watching. Not for light, but for meaning and the next phase of a new path forward. I’ll be praying that in this season of quiet, God continues His unseen work in me. That I’ll trust the orbit, even when I can’t see the glow.

Because faith isn’t just believing when it’s bright. It’s trusting when it’s dark.

And the Black Moon reminds me:
Even when I feel invisible, I am never forgotten.

This is true for you, too.

Until next time, keep looking up!

-g

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