There’s something about sunsets.
Gorgeous, ethereal, even sacred somehow. It’s like that kind of beauty just reaches in and touches a deep part of my soul. Something precious, created for us by a creator, who longs to show us his love in a million ways. The sky becomes the canvas of God, and he paints a masterpiece for us to enjoy, to linger over the last few moments of the day.
Such sweetness. Such silence. And my soul drinks in the beauty of his love.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Ps.19:1