The Friday before last was tough. This Friday was less so.
I love the sunsets here. They are so different each day, and every day the sun shines is such a beautiful day. To me, each sunset says "There is a God. How can you not see?" There's just so much beauty and depth.......I'm horrible at describing things. But it attracts me like a magnet and I just have to take a few minutes to take it all in.
The sun is going down in style, with pink flames above the black pine treetops, and the city lies spread below as snow falls slowly, like it has all the time in the world, like there's nothing wrong in all the world anymore.
I love that I'm not perfect and God keeps on loving me anyway.
I love the sunsets here. They are so different each day, and every day the sun shines is such a beautiful day. To me, each sunset says "There is a God. How can you not see?" There's just so much beauty and depth.......I'm horrible at describing things. But it attracts me like a magnet and I just have to take a few minutes to take it all in.
The sun is going down in style, with pink flames above the black pine treetops, and the city lies spread below as snow falls slowly, like it has all the time in the world, like there's nothing wrong in all the world anymore.
I love that I'm not perfect and God keeps on loving me anyway.