When I opened my eyes in the pre-dawn stillness this morning, I had the Arkle-esque thought, “What do You have for me today?” Then I noticed the faint light sifting in through the curtains. When I went to the front door, I saw the full moon exactly at the end of our driveway, a perfect sight-picture as if in a scope, centered between trees on either side and between heaven and earth above and below. My wife and I crept down the driveway to look at it and try to take photos of it, but such photos are always disappointing. Cellphones can never capture majesty. The Indians, who once lived…