My one regret about the house we now have is that there is no good place in either the house or yard from which to view, much less photograph, the sunset. However, we have an excellent rear view mirror reflection of it colors off the snowy Swan Peaks and I often take pictures of those. What is it about sunsets that move us? I think that at sunset the curtain between Earth and eternity lifts just a crack and we glimpse the unbearable beauty of God. I feel as if I am standing with my Creator looking up as He looks down, like Father and child sharing a moment together. In my heart I hear this divine dialogue.
"I made this for you," He says.
"I'm glad you like it."
"I will love you forever."
"Goodnight."
And He hears the longing of my heart, not to die, but to go home and see beyond the curtain with eyes that can bear the brightness. But my thoughts are vaster than my words, all I can say is,
"Goodnight Father. Thank you."
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