Hong Seong-gyeong
The Moon Observatory in Angola, Africa, is a well-known tourist spot. Its striking red soil and rocky terrain give it a lunar appearance, hence the name.
Standing at the cliff’s edge, I was left speechless. Layers of red earth and gray-white rocks twisted and turned before me, and below stretched a deep gorge. It felt as if I were gazing at a vast masterpiece painted by God Himself.
Cliffs are not formed in a moment. Over millions of years, wind and rain slowly carve them into shape, creating a masterpiece crafted by the hand of God—one no human sculptor could ever replicate.
And then it struck me:
“God is shaping me in the same way.”
Even if we cannot see or sense it, our Heavenly Father and Mother are quietly shaping us to reflect the glory of heaven. Like these majestic cliffs, I hope to become a work of beauty, filled with God’s love, and a child who brings Him joy.