Ethereal beauty


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.

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         The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.              Ps.19:1


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