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beginnings and endings

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(Readers consider yourselves forewarned...the following contains scriptural references.)

Appreciating God's artistry and creativity and honoring Him is meaningful to me as an artist because I know that I enjoy being appreciated and honored for the things I create.

I think it is amazing that The Source of all creativity has designed our day to begin and end in exactly the same way -- with spectacular beauty. (Represented in the above photo of today's sunrise in Denver, less spectacularly than I wish I were able to.) I find that encouraging somehow.

I've always loved sunrises and sunsets and I've never ceased to be awestruck by their intensely colorful beauty and God's endless variety in their presentation. I'll have to admit, I've seen more of the sunset variety but nevertheless, they are equally beautiful to me. For me it means the day begins and ends with hope and with promise. In the morning we are greeted with the splendor and warmth of the sun and light and then, as though God knew that we needed the sunset as reassurance of the return of light after darkness, in the evening the day closes in the same way. The Light separated from Darkness by Beauty.

"There was evening and morning, the first day." (Genesis 1) I also find it interesting that God's way of measuring the day is different from ours. He starts with the evening and we start with the morning. When I look at it His way, it means that each day begins with rest rather than ending that way and I find that encouraging as well.

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Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio said…
How profoundly put. Why is it that this is so hard to hang on to when we need it most; this promise, this hope, this beauty?
In our darkest moments, it's as though it never existed as we let darkness become our reality for that moment in time. However, without that darkenss, could we really appreciate the beauty of that light?
January 30, 2008 at 9:01 PM
Nicole said…
Hey Mom,

I love that you tool pics from our house, they are really good pics! I am glad to hear that Father used that time while you were up here to show you his presence and peace!

I love you!
February 2, 2008 at 11:53 PM
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