I'm looking at it now. I can look at it regularly if I want. It's there pretty much all the time.
I hear crickets and maybe he heard crickets, but not these crickets. I'm under a tree and he was under trees, but not this tree.
I can go to Jerusalem and see some things he saw, and walk where he walked, but things have changed and they don't look like they did then.
But sitting in my backyard on a normal everyday night, I can look up and see exactly what he saw.
The exact same moon Jesus looked at.
Gary- I found your blog through your lovely daughters! I am always fond of reading about you on thier blog, see I lost my Dad and you have much of that same family spirit. This post caught my attention, because I think you must have been looking at the full moon the same day I posted a picture of it on my Blog. I posted about my memeories of my Dad and moon, and you gave me yet another perspective on it.
Thank you!
Amy
Posted by: Amy H | Friday, June 20, 2008 at 10:56 AM