I was at my mom's house when I happened to walk outside and see one of the most spectacular sunsets I have ever witnessed. The sky was on fire with gold brilliance, as if it had just been poured from the furnace, molten and pure. Rimmed by clouds of mauve and dusty rose, the golden light seemed to bounce back and forth, as light might bounce off of water and then reflect on the ceiling. The only thought I had was . . . MAJESTY! This is what majesty looks like! Splendor, glory, perfection . . . majesty. God's majesty. I took the picture and went back in to my computer and downloaded it. Something caught my eye. Can you see it? I saw the angel in the cloud, worshiping the very majesty I had been witness to for that all too brief couple of moments.
Angels are everywhere. They worship, they glorify, they help, they comfort, they protect. This picture was taken during the time when I was going through a very painful divorce, as mentioned in yesterday's "In Other Words" post. This picture gave to me, for that brief moment, the knowledge that we are never alone. That we are always watched over and that the very angels who watch over us, glory in the very same moments of perfection that we do.
Maybe you can see the angel now:
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