The sky glowed pink the other morning. So bright, I could see the intensity though the privacy clouded bathroom window, and through the seams between plush burgundy drapes.
Breath giving life to a new day.
Grace draped across clouded skies.
A new morning with new mercies after a day when giving up seemed easier than pursuing intentionality.
And last night the same sky glowed a pale golden pink. I wished that the houses would disappear and that I could behold this sight unencumbered.
A promise painted by a masterful hand, that hope does arise.
0060 Pink glowing mornings
0061 Snuggles for even a few minutes
0062 18 Compassion kids sponsored
0063 Challenging, encouraging words from a friend
0064 Peppermint scented body wash & lavender/peppermint conditioner
0065 Yellow flowers in the median
0066 Friends who unknowingly miraculously speak into your life
0067 Salted caramel hot cocoa
0068 Free lunch
0069 Creating my first art journal page
I LOVE that sunset picture!
I’m going to have to try a salted caramel hot cocoa. That sounds interesting.
They are one of my favorite.
The photo is gorgeous, but mostly I love the picure that your words paint. A God who awakens us with a painted sky that He has masterfully crafted by His own grace-filled hand ~ precious. Love Him so much…
Thanks Jenny.
You’re not a wannabe writer. You’re a writer! I like this post. Thank you.
Thank you Sylvia.