Never the same way again…

I see the moon,
The moon sees me
God bless the moon,
And God bless me.

-A nursery rhyme

These words describes exactly how I felt when I saw the moon for the first time two nights ago.

Of course I’ve seen the moon many times before. But seeing it up close, with all its craters, like an old man with countless scars and wrinkles of old really humbles me. How can such a thing that I see almost every night can suddenly awe me in so many ways like never before. How could people deny the existence of God when He’s creations are still marvelous. I can never look back at the moon the same way again.

p/s : These pictures are taken with my camera aligned to the telescope lens, so please forgive the blurriness. I’ll try to take better photo’s next time around.