My kids and I are reading Shakespeares "Romeo & Juliet". We've just finished the balcony scene where Juliet asks Romeo not to swear by the moon because it is inconstant, lest his love prove likewise.
So when I turned out the lights tonight, I couldn't help but stare out the moon shining in my window. It's a bit less than a half moon and while I marveled at how insightful Shakespeares character was, I also marveled at the moon itself.
You see, while I'm not a science person, it fascinates me that we see the moon because of the sun. It's only because the sun reflects it's light off the moon that we even see this rock in the sky. How similar it is to think about my relationship with Christ; especially in ministry. I have no light source of my own to offer anyone. Nothing I do would ever make me better or more useful. It is only when Christ reflects off of me that I give people light. Imagine a night with a full moon. That's a lot of light; which really means that's a lot of reflecting. Those tiny sliver nights though, that's usually what I'm like. How wonderful it would be if every day was a full moon kind of day.
