Evening Light

Something about the setting sun’s rays hitting me just right as I sit on my back deck, fills me with peace going into the night. The rays aren’t warm but they are soothing. They hold hope and promise. They wash over me with their glorious lit splendor making me feel alive inside.

As I write this, they’re becoming bolder, brighter, better. It’s as if God himself is talking to me, right into my heart whispering promises of grace, of gentleness, of goodness.

I could sit here in this Golden Hour soaking in the beauty of the day and the hope in tomorrow. Today wasn’t the easiest. I felt pain, frustration, and exhaustion. But I also felt the loving embrace of the kids as they came back home, the kiss of my husband before he left for work, and enjoyed the sound of laughter.

With the pain comes beauty. With the sadness comes joy. With the hurt comes healing. Not always in our time or in the way we anticipate, but in His perfect time and in the way that glorifies Him.

He could take as much time as he needs as I sit here relishing this Golden Hour. I know that sure as the sun rises and sets, his faithfulness is mine. That promise shines as brightly as the setting rays of sun.

Let it all wash over you. Just as the setting sun washes over me, let his faithfulness wash over you.