It is time for Five Minute Friday with Lisa-Jo and her blogging community. We write for just five minutes. The writing prompt this week is "paint."
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The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
For seven years I had the privilege of living in Alaska, a grand a beautiful state. I was continually delighted by the splendor of creation and seeing God’s handiwork on display.
The mountains were majestic and ruggedly beautiful. They were rough in the summer months and softened by snow in the winter. The tallest mountains were always covered in snowcaps, a continual reminder of their impressive height and God’s impressive handiwork.
Sunsets were amazing in Alaska. The warm glow across the sky would cast a pink paint across the snow covered mountains. I took pictures of these glowing pink mountains, but my pictures could never do justice to their beauty.
Always impressive and magnificent were the Northern Lights. God painted across the dark, night canvas brilliant colors that danced and swayed. It was impossible to not stand in awe of God’s power and creativity in creation. Truly, “the heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands” (Psalm 19:1).
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