Supposedly, a blood moon happening on Passover is a spiritually significant event. And you know, it really felt that way. I could feel in my spirit that it was important. So Josh and I got up in the wee hours of the morning to witness it. It was beautiful and eerie at the same time. I wish my camera could have caught it in all of His glory, but my pictures just don't do it justice. It was a red/rust color...it looks more orange in my pictures. And the color was much much deeper than my pictures show. But you get the idea:
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