During one of the day's crazy conversations someone asked Is it a full moon? I just laughed at her question... because I had no idea. It seems weeks since I have peered up at the sky and drunk it into my soul. But now I know. Full moon, bright and shining... a night light like no other.
I raced for the camera, wanting to capture the beauty of treasure hung high in the sky. Standing there in the yard, in the quiet, in the beauty... I felt a calm. He feeds me through the sky. Sunsets and white cotton stretched across a sea of bright crisp blue... or sunlight streaming through. Dark morning sky still scattered with stars, or a glowing moon on the rise.
Masterpiece of His heart, food for my soul.