When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, (Psalm 8:3, NIV)
Set in place. Ordained. The work of His hands.*
As the darkness began to descend, a heavenly creation was prepared for us. A shadowy night loomed over a fiery sunset as we turned off US 380 onto Texas State Hwy 5 near McKinney and ended at Stacy Rd. in Allen.
It was as if the sun had become liquid and provided an edge between night and day.
Night fall coming in to cover the full glory of sundown.
A cuppa Nigh-TEA-Night at its finest.
This was not the entry that started in my head in Memphis----but a visual entry that poured forth from the heavens. What a treat!
As the darkness began to descend, a heavenly creation was prepared for us. A shadowy night loomed over a fiery sunset as we turned off US 380 onto Texas State Hwy 5 near McKinney and ended at Stacy Rd. in Allen.
It was as if the sun had become liquid and provided an edge between night and day.
A cuppa Nigh-TEA-Night at its finest.
This was not the entry that started in my head in Memphis----but a visual entry that poured forth from the heavens. What a treat!
