Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Sunset Beauty



Father, you've kept your best display
Until right now, the end of day--
Painting the sky with strokes of light
Yellow and purple, dark and bright.

So may my life bring joy and praise
More as I reach my ending days.
Paint with my life, with all I do--
Ever-increasing light of You.

As all of us reflect the Lord's glory with faces that are not covered with veils, we are being changed into his image with ever-increasing glory. This comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
--2 Corinthians 3:18, God's Word translation

1 comment:

Roadrunner3 said...

Beautiful picture and poem, Jim.
I love twilight, sort of mysterious.
Baxter