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 – Merry Christmas!
A ½” of virgin, unmarked snow . . . a cool, gentle breeze . . . a pinking hour sunset brushed across distant snowcaps – the wilderness wonder postcard God created for me to glide through before hanging up my skis and heading off to rejoin my life partner in the Great Smoky Mountains tomorrow.
I’ve missed her, and Lord willing, come Spring we’ll return together to the solitude of this awesome corner of creation with its vast wilderness reaches, rugged magnificence, and primal beauty John Muir once called “The Manuscripts of God”.
It’s now dark by midnight in the Last Frontier as each day shortens by about 5 1/2 minutes, but the endings are spectacular beyond words! Here’s tonight’s11:30 PM finale masterpiece viewed from our deck.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands“. -Psalm 19:1
+ ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!