To the east, this frosty morning, a brilliant fireball slips over the horizon… red, yellow, orange and even a little magenta swirled together chasing the dark away. Wispy clouds of pinks, purples and grey reflect the fire light and decorate the morning sky. Tiny soft piles of last night’s snow hide in brown leaves light up with the morning sun.
Thank You, LORD!
my heart sings as Emme chatters on the short drive to school
I turn around the school and head west driving the mile back home. Low in the western sky, the waning full moon… fat and bright reflecting the sun a few minutes longer. All around the ecru sphere are soft pinks, light purples blending with the early morning blues… a perfect periwinkle sky.
LORD! The moon and the sun
in opposite skies, simultaneously…
only YOU… only YOU
could paint such a Masterpiece!
You are the Master artist!
… days like today I pine for a camera… even now as the sun rises higher and lights up the yellow leaves still hanging on trees. Instead, I give a word picture as a sacrifice of praise on this stunning morning! Thank You to the Master Creator for creating art in all it’s forms and for continuing to display YOUR glory!
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
…oh, and since my dog chewed my external card reader last month, it wouldn’t matter if I had a camera today. Thank YOU LORD for words!