“The heavens declare the glory of god; the sky’s proclaim the work of His hands “ (Psalms 19:1)
God’s palette is never better illustrated than at sunset on the ranch.
The melding of pink, blue, gray, and dark hues of every description are beyond comparison or description as they become a muted blend from the horizon to infinity above.
It is but a fleeting glimpse of His glory as the scene changes each moment until it is rendered to mere history.
Mortals could never hope to transcend or duplicate this level of ethereal wonder.
The slowly moving comfort of drowsing clouds, the excited whir of the cicadas from nearby trees, and the calming dark as it settles upon the earth is like a comforting mantle.
Calming in its manner, ever gentle in its delivery.
All is right in the world and the Lord is our Savior.
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absolutely
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