"Evening of Maundy Thursday. On top of a ledge overlooking the Pacific Ocean, I was there, waiting for the full moon to rise. After a long wait, it came out of the clouds in full splendor spreading its light over the waves and ripples of the vast sea. The reflection of the moonlight over the water is a sight to behold. And finally, you will wonder about the One who created this awesome miracle. In all humility I uttered a prayer of thanks and praise to Him who made this most spectacular phenomenon.
And then, there I was, humbled by the grandeur of it all.
Let's go, my husband whispered. Hand in hand we left for the cottage in the moonlit night."
- Lety Jongo, my grandmother
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