Reminiscent of the One

Reaching into the quiet, these last hours of evening. They beckon one last look at the all encompassing beauty about me. So reminiscent of the One, the One who put it there, and all I can do is write. I write the praises that echoes my hearts’ song. As the rain misted cloud hovers so low over the valley, Jesus, I am reminded of you my Lord. As I am under the Shadow of Your Wing and comforted by Your abiding Presence, what I see about me slips into the inevitability of night- but no matter Footnote: I wrote this while listening to Vineyard Worship leader Brian Doerkson sing ‘Refiner’s Fire’ and looking out over the valley at a place I love to write