We took a drive into town this afternoon after noticing we had put our last bottle of water on the cooler today. We drive west to come home, so the setting sun was in front of us.
If there was ever a moment to have a camera at hand, that was it. But we hadn't thought to bring it along on a water run.
The sky was littered with streaks of clouds that at first hid the enormity of the glowing orb. A pillar of light shot upwards that seemed almost tangible. The colours of fire were in the pillar, leaping and dancing. All of the glory of the sun was cast upon and reflected by the clouds. I had the sense that God was showing us His pillar of cloud and His pillar of fire combined in one breathtaking sight as day was transitioning into night.
By day the LORD went ahead of them in a pillar of cloud to guide them on their way and by night in a pillar of fire to give them light, so that they could travel by day or night. Exodus 13:2 NIV
When the clouds parted the sun was too bright to gaze upon, and in moments was gone, dropped beyond the horizon. The display was a precious gift from the Lord.
From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the LORD is to be praised. Psalm 113:3 NIV
Do you suppose if I asked Him God would give this graphically challenged wordsmith the ability to paint the scene He showed me? I know I have a box of pastels around here somewhere.....