Last Night the Moon Spoke to Me.....

Upsidedown B last wednesday gave a writer's challenge on her blog.  If we decided to take up the challenge. we would start out a monologue that started like this:  Last night the moon spoke to me....

I accept the challenge:

Last night the moon spoke to me of it's creator.  It told me of the many millenia that it has reflected the sunshine onto the earth.  The moon spoke of it's wonder of only being able to completely be hidden except in the light of not just the sun, but of the Son who crafted both. Being a shadow of Him was the greatest honor that could ever be bestowed, pure light of pure light, of who made him.  This reminded me of dying to self and only being a reflection of Him who made me, being lost in Christ Himself.  Oh, that I might be like the moon, a reflection of the bridegroom, giving Him all glory, honor, and praise.