Riding home from Brigantine, New Jersey tonight, my daughter commented on how beautiful the moon looks. She said, "And think, it is just a reflection." She went on to ask if we look that beautiful when we reflect Christ. This was after a day where she pulled dripping insulation from above her head in a smelly crawl space under a flooded home. The ground was wet, so her clothes were decorated with splotches of wet mud. She was glad for the darkness under the house which did not allow her to see more than she wanted to see. Yes, we are beautiful when we reflect Christ.
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