Sarah Beth Terry writings. Strawberry Moon. June 29, 2026
- Jun 29
- 3 min read
I stepped outside tonight and the moon looked like it had something to say.
No filters. No editing. No fancy camera tricks. Just a big, bright reminder that the world keeps turning, seasons keep changing, and God is still hanging lanterns in the sky for those of us who remember to look up.
The older I get, the more I understand that creation itself is a sermon.
The moon never makes a sound, but every month it tells the same story. It disappears, and we think it’s gone. Then little by little, it returns. It waxes and wanes, rises and falls, and yet it never stops being exactly what God created it to be. It doesn’t apologize for the dark seasons, and it doesn’t cling to the bright ones. It simply keeps its appointed place.
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