Evening Respite

As the pink dusk rests gently on the purple shadowed hills and Mt. Shasta glows for one last moment, the winds blow cooly promising imminent nightfall. The lull of the trickling water at the rock pool, brings home the peaceful embrace of my Father on the throne. All is well with my soul as I look to the hills. The nations' flags catch my eye and remind me to lift their brokeness before the King. How can the Eternal Spirit of Yahweh be so personal tonight as He sits beside me calming my soul? Yes He is my companion for the evening as there is none other. As I drink in the gift of this evening I vow once again I will trust in Him all my days for His love. It is sweeter than life itself.