it's not that the light has surrendered or darkness has won it's not that the day is done or the night has begun it's the rhythm of all things the spinning and turning the inhaling and exhaling the rising and setting it's the beauty that accompanies all that is held together the colors that connect your soul to the Artist of infinite insight to the Artist who created colors colors so exquisitely subtle shades and hues as countless as the sand on the shore it's the clouds and their random patterns their playful textures it's the breathless moment when our eyes are transfixed when we are able to analyze and explain and yet have no understanding when our minds our hearts finally see something greater we intuit the real and that place of longing awakens for love that lasts for peace that endures for hope fulfilled for faith that comforts let's chase Light embrace the colors take the long narrow way of other-centered living and loving and seek the Artist of our souls
Category: Sky Art
is there a sunrise in all that is setting in me will all the shadows in this blackhole that is me finally flee o rise great Light of mine please rise i’m overwhelmed inside so rise great Light of mine please rise i don’t know where to go so great Light of mine rise i keep leaving the same place i’ve been here before i surrender again remember again the story of me is yours o rise great Light of mine please rise won’t you hear my cries and rise please still my wandering heart start something new inside great Light of mine rise there’s a never ending dawn i long to see i’ll cast aside these anchors finally free i’ll be just the me you always dreamed for me and just rest so rise great Light of mine please rise i’ve got another step to take i can’t bear all the weight but i choose to wait for you great Light of mine please rise
o sunset sky
o sunset sky i wonder if you cry as you say goodbye to all this day has left behind o sunset sky would you stay with me and cry my sunset sky
o sunset sky what do you see as darkness falls around me this pain and loss and mystery i cannot see what lies before me o sunset sky won’t you cry for me
o sunset sky i know you try to make smile all that fire in the sky it leaps so high and fills my world with colors and beauty and wonder and that ache in my heart just starts again so goodbye my sunset sky goodbye
This is a collection of way too many images from a beautiful sunrise this morning. Taken at McKinley Woods, a local Illinois state park. Thanks for stopping by.
nook morning to you
Turn off alarm at 4:00 AM, check! Head out to the boxing gym at 4:30 AM, check! 5:00 AM workout, check! Protein shake at 6:00 AM, check! Grab the Fuji X-T30 at 6:08 AM and park adjacent to the corn field, check! Enjoy a beautiful sunrise and snap some shots at 6-something AM, check! Nook-morning to you! Have a wonderful day!
dear Lord when i am restless let the tranquility of your Spirit the comfort of your word the light of your love be my peace and still my stirring
when i am anxious let the power of your grace the assurance of your sovereignty the goodness of your will warm the frozen fear i feel inside release the heart shackles and settle my thoughts in the river of your presence
when i am triggered angry let your mercy help me remember how much is broken in me let your justice be the end of my longing let my heart be open to you and this world send me as your loving healing presence as i receive your love and your healing
when i am lost bring me home when i am so sad that light seems a memory and hope a forgotten song reorient my mind reset my spirit
help me see that the suffering is but a moment that all i long for awaits in your house no more tears no need of light or sun no darkness
thank you my dear Lord thank you
you are not the lies that tattle and rattle inside a beauty will rise when you tell those lies to slip away and die in the Light of your Maker oh the song of your life is greater than those failures want you to believe because we’re all a crazy remix and mash up of brilliant stars and tattered rags of bumps and dents that’s who we are so don’t do anything just stand in the Light of your Maker oh the song of your life is greater than shame and blame want you to believe breathe just be and breathe and see the Light inside you breathe just be and breathe and see the Light inside you you are more than all you do just breathe your identity is more than all you do you are here a masterpiece just breathe and be at peace and receive His love His light receive
the sad sad shadows
so i think that we should sing about the sad sad shadows why do i keep remembering their darkened glance it seems that they want to dance into the story and at any moment the sad sad shadows fall on me so about those sad sad shadows inside those weathered picture frames a broken promise here something undone there framed fractures and failures each one calls my name and the struggle starts again with one word oh the shadow of shame falls on me so listen sad sad shadows i remembered today that you don’t have to stay you’re not the whole story Light and Glory can rewrite your songs mend all the wrongs and scatter the darkness not just for a moment but for eternity all these parts of me will be restored once more oh sad sad shadow the final say will not be yours the Light will end the night and all the sad sad shadows will go away and there will be only Light
so welcome to your new day
so welcome to your new day time to tell your story time to give yourself away let go of the worry and why so much hurry time to slow down what story will you tell this day so welcome to your new day don’t compare and don’t stare at all the insta-images that sometimes just won’t dare to be real and to say i’m who i am occasionally stumbling always broken anxiety has stolen some joy but i’m who i am loved by God an image bearer of my Creator i am here on this new day so see the Light who makes wrongs right and mends our hurting souls He lifts our heads shows us the way each time we go astray He forgives welcome to your new day let go of that worry don’t hurry past the Light on this new day
ride of spring
March is usually malcontent in the Midwest, which means a moody, sometimes malicious maze of temperatures and a minefield of uncertainty. So! I mounted my trusty motorcycle and meandered through a magnificent field of wind catchers marvelously moving their blades on this most beautiful of spring days. That is all.
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