Why is the Moon Round?

Really - have you ever wondered that? If the moon is a twisted fragment from a stellar explosion, or a chunk of earth broken off by some collision with a meteor, shouldn't it be jagged and misshapen? What keeps it up there? How does it stay in perfect stasis with the earth?

What brought all this thinking about? I was walking home, contentedly listening to Mozart, and I could see a little half moon shining in the sky. I was struck by the perfection of its shape, even though it was only half there.

Of course, the thoughts fly through your head that you know the surface is rock and there are mountains and valleys across the surface. If I were close to it, the moon would not be half so appealing. Yet there it hung looking demure and delicate, a faint white slip paperclipped to the fading blue sky.

Well, perhaps that is the way I should be as well. If I reflect the light of Someone much greater and more powerful than I, the glory of His light makes my pitted and uneven life fade into the background as I become a mere vehicle to transmit light emanating from beyond myself. No one looks at the pits, they only see Christ.

Now THAT's the way to "moon" someone!