I drove up the pass from Denver to spend the night camping in the mountains with friends. We hiked up at midnight, climbed in the light of the full moon, and gathered around the fire to stay warm. We caught up on life, talked about Jesus, and laughed about how strange our paths are weaved into this tapestry of humanity. There are some days that I awake, uncertain of what life may hold for me. I'm extremely thankful for these moments with friends when fear of the unknown is banished and I'm filled with encouragement and love. Nights like these remind you when you're doubting that you matter, especially to Him who keeps the Universe stable.