"From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
When I took the pictures of the moon in my last post, I had really gone out to snap the sunset. But turning around, saw the moon rising in all it's splendor. So I had the blazing light of the sun setting on one side of the mountains, and the glowing light of the moon rising on the other side. The light on all sides. Each different but beautiful, cascading in it's glory.
“So, my very dear friends, don't get thrown off course. Every desirable and beneficial gift comes out of heaven. The gifts are rivers of light cascading down from the Father of Light.”