Abba's Art

Tag: Landscapes

  • Contemplating Life

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    This Great Smoky Mountains ephemeral, after-the-storm panorama marked the close of another day. The scene evoked a juxtaposed, sobering/joyful contemplation of life’s unknown brevity, and breathtaking beauty. As dusk fell, the confident wisdom of a beloved preacher comforted my thoughts: “What is your life? You are but a mist that appears for a little while…

  • Sunrise/Sunset

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    Fred D
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    Science attributes a sunset’s red and pink hues to 2 factors: The distance sunlight has to travel. The amount of atmospheric particles the sun’s light must travel through. During sunrise and sunset the sun’s rays must pass through up to 40 percent more atmospheric area with a greater number of gas, water droplet, dust, and…

  • Glimpsing Eternity

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    Fred D
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    Sitting in my Abba’s lap at sunset atop Clingmans Dome, 6,643 ft. up in the Great Smoky Mountains, my soul glimpsed eternity. I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 “Splendor and majesty are before Him; strength and joy are in His dwelling place.” Psalm 93:1 Keep Looking Up . . . His…

  • Soul Restoration

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    Fred D
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    My Creator placed a lone Mallard, on waters tinged gold in the sunset, to restore my soul tonight. “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me besides the still waters. He restoreth my soul.” – Psalm 23:1-3 I M Blessed . .…

  • Water Sports – Then and Now

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    Fred D
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    In Yester-Years water sports consisted of high energy, adrenaline charged high-diving, water-skiing, scuba-diving, etc. In Latter-Years water sports have gradually consolidated into a more relaxed, less strenuous venue of tranquil water-watching. Here’s a couple pics of how it’s done by a couple of ‘ole’ folks The good news . . . while I’m older today…

  • Sunset Promise

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    Fred D
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    Life’s storms are inevitable. Watching our Creator brush His sunset masterpiece across the heavens nurtured the thought . . . magnificent sunsets are cast on cloudy skies. Ralph Waldo Emerson’s poetic words sealed my peace . . . “Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.” “The heavens declare the glory of God; and…

  • Sunrise . . . Sunset

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    Fred D
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    This evening’s glowing sunset held a two-fold  paradox . . . the solemn awareness that everything has an end . . . the calming assurance that each sunset will reborn in tomorrow’s sunrise . . . just as my final sunset will someday be reborn in the Son-rise of my finest forever. Keep Looking Up . .…

  • New Year Resolutions

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    Fred D
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    After nearly 8 decades of failed New year resolutions, I’ve finally arrived at one that works for me . . . Leave the past in the past . . . the future in the future . . . and live life one-day-at-a-time today holding tightly the hand of the only One who knows all three,…

  • Unnoticed God

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    Fred D
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    Yesterday’s Christmas Eve’s sunset pic was sent with a subtle double entendre one brother noticed. The steeple on the little country church has no cross atop it, but in glowing sunset background you’ll see God provided one. So often in the chaotic pace of today’s world the subtle traces of God’s majesty goes unnoticed, but…

  • Christmas Splendor

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    Fred D
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    This afternoon’s Christmas Eve church service and sermon left us blessed. The radiant sunset brushed across the heavens behind the little country church steeple on the way home left us in awe . . . God’s spectacular silent sermon of Christmas splendor. All the best to you and yours for all His best this Christmas –…