Sunset was a holy moment.
God’s majestic artwork in sienna, areoulin, azure and coral blow my mind.
Even at last light there is a hint of color above the peaks on Jonas Ridge.
As I snap photo after photo and pray prayer after prayer I am mesmerized.
I don’t want to leave this holy spot and miss one more chance to feel His love course through my weary body.
Hopes and dreams of rest appear.
Belief in better circumstances seem possible.
I must find a way to carry this feeling with me each day from here on.