Two nights ago, I lay in hazels bed with her for the fifth time between 9-1 am. She was sick and couldn't sleep.
As I walked back into my room, I saw the brightest moon I'd ever seen.
The photo doesn't do justice
The moon was so bright it was blazing light all over my face and lit up the entire room.
I suppose this is what our faith should be like. So bright that others can't help but look and even want to take a picture just like I did.
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