This morning reminded me of something I so often forget. When I rely only on the word of others, I am apt to miss experiences I could witness for myself.
I didn't believe we would have a great sunrise this morning. The forecast indicated that low cloud cover would obscure the rising sun's emergence. So I stayed inside later than usual. When at 6:30, I finally wandered over to the window, I was amazed at the spectacular shades of orange, purple, and blue painting the sky. Grabbing my gear, I headed out to my spot to capture what was left of the show. As I stood in the field being serenaded by the wandering herd of cattle, I felt a sense of profound gratitude for my time here.
The dry southern Arizona high desert air, filled as it is with dust particulate, is atmospheric tidewater for the birth of incredible sunrises. Each day I am offered the blessing to witness and share this miracle with others.
I remain His scribe
This is absolutely breathtaking! I can just imagine our Creator looking down on us as we enjoy HIS MAJESTY as HE paint brushes across the sky with a wave of his hand,... and your click of the camera to capture it. I stand in awe of His presence in every moment of our lives. Thank you again for being so diligent to His service in this way.
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