Placid, pale moonlight on the cool concrete wall of a house filled with cheer. Shadows from the dark things outside flee from the light within. All is peaceful.
the front of our house in El Naranjo
We are the frontier of Guatemala – the edge of national park where there are no cities, no electricity, no running water. It is here in the dead of night that you step outside to catch a breath of fresh air and find you cannot breath because of the splendor of the heavens. When there is no moon, the stars give light enough. But when the moon appears in all its fullness, nothing but the sun can outshine it. The stars fade, and the world flickers in the blue light of tranquility and peace.
We as Christians are like the moon –reflecting the light of the Son. Reflect it.
El Naranjo, Frontera