the moon .

Last night was a tough one to sleep in. My body was (and is still) sore (from broomballing) and my head was wrought with worry and fear, full of loud thoughts countering my efforts (if you can call it that) to go to sleep. My eyes were closed but heavy with tension. "Not helping." It was probably about 3 when I decided to open my eyes. But instead of thick darkness, I was pleasantly surprised to see the room dimly lit by the moon. It was positioned in the sky so that its light shone through the edges of the curtain onto my face. It was calming... comfortable... My once-relentless thoughts cooled down as my focus was diverted to the waning moon, its light bright enough to guide a lost wanderer (thankfully, for me, in a forest of thoughts and worry), but dim enough to look directly at.

The purpose of the moon. Why is it there, this gray lump of mass, just circling its orbit around the earth? It serves several functions in the earth's tides and seasons and telling of time, but I feel that its main purpose is its light.

I wish I could always sleep beneath the light of the moon.
It wouldn't phase me. (bahhahahahaa)

Humility is the moon. The moon knows that it has no light of its own so it doesn't float around in space saying, "Look at me shine! Look at me shine!" No, it simply reflects the light of the sun to the earth. That's a picture of a good worship leader. Yes, people will look at you, but you are just a reflection of a greater Light. And this Light is life to all who seek it.
-Chris Tomlin