The Great Painter

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory. (Isaiah 6:3 NIV)

I love all sunsets, but once in a great while I’ve encountered one that is so awe-inspiring that I can’t take my eyes off it, the Great Painter was certainly getting my attention with this one. It was as if He was pouring liquid colored light into each cloud. In that moment, the realization of just how incomprehensible the Lord’s power is sank deep into my consciousness.

We get so caught up sometimes in our earthbound realm, fretting and worrying that we are all alone in our troubles and must try to solve them on our own. But at moments like this, the resounding reality that we are deeply loved by one who can explode the sky into such beauty with nothing more than a passing thought reminds me of just who it is that I’m trusting in.

He is active in our lives, not just with the momentary passing thought of a gorgeous sunset, but with a love that drove Him to set all else in the universe aside just to rescue us, when we couldn’t have been less deserving of such loving care.

How could we ever worry that He might forget us or that He might not be in absolute, perfect control of every detail of our lives out of His unlimited and unconditional love for us? – Maria Fontaine [1]

Then come, blest hour of sunset, Along the golden way,
And thrill us with the splendors
That fill life’s perfect day.
God is the end of living,
He satisfies the soul,
And they who seek His glory
Will find in Him their goal. - Calvin W. Laufer

[1] Anchor Quarks in His Glory