Finding God When there is no Light
Last summer, when we had an eclipse of the moon and a blood moon in that
eclipse, the night got about as dark as it could. We sat outside
watching the moon darken and turn red. The situation was erie. It
would make the start of a great novel. “The moon was the color of
blood, and there was no other light in the world.”
I felt safe watching this miracle of nature because we sat there as a group marveling at the changes we saw, knowing the cause and knowing that, soon, the moon would be bright again against the dark sky.
I felt safe watching this miracle of nature because we sat there as a group marveling at the changes we saw, knowing the cause and knowing that, soon, the moon would be bright again against the dark sky.
Read more at Prayerfully Yours
Comments
Post a Comment