they’ll stare in awe, in wonder.
Dawn and dusk take turns
calling, “Come and worship.”
- Psalm 65:8 (The Message)
I looked up and the pink-peach-coral glow called me and up and out and a photo does not do justice to the glory of it all. For a few minutes, we could forget the humid dusty heat of the day to yet to come, forget the hard stories that would bring us to tears, forget the cacophony of the noise of life in this place, and just put our eyes on Him who created all things.
And it was good.
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