Today is Monday. Framed between two large pine trees the moon shines brightly on a blanket of darkness. A mist of morning dew hangs heavy in the air giving this heavenly body a beauty of incredible warmth. There is something about a moon-lit sky that brings peace to a wearied soul and gazing upon its marvelous figure one can find a sense of calm that belies the hectic world that lay at its feet. The irony in this tapestry of splendor is the fact the moon has no beauty of itself. It is a disfigured mass of rock and dust. There is no life on the moon. Without the sun the moon fades into the darkness and becomes nothing. Monday is day two. It was day one that light came into the world as never before. On the first day of the week Jesus came forth from the grave and the Light of the world passed His beam across the landscape of humanity. I like Monday because after spending a day in worship of the Light I can shine forth this week to let others see the Light shining in me. We are all like the moon – lifeless, void and without hope. But when the Son of God shines upon us we become beautiful. And others see our beauty. Painted on a canvas of darkness our lives reflect the image of the Son of God. What others see is not our rough exterior crust of dust nor the damaged crater filled landscape with our failures but the redeeming light of Jesus Christ. Without Him we are nothing. With Him we are everything. Monday is a day that I can look to the activities of this week and let others see the light radiating in my life giving glory of my one true Son – the center of my universe.