Fearless Faith

In recent conversation with a sibling, we both paused to admire the full moon as it rose in a glory of deep orange bordering on red. A true harvest moon. It was worth it to pause our dialog and simply take a moment to contemplate. What made it more special was the fact that we were four hundred miles apart as we regarded the same moon and its intentional rise to illuminate a beautiful evening sky. There was comfort in having that as a touchstone in that moment.

According to many, the moon is literally a chip off the old block composed largely of debris from earth. Several other theories sugges...