Moments like these.

I was trying to do write an essay (but being terribly distracted), when I noticed the sunset through my back window. Yes, this happens quite often. I went and opened my window to watch it. I took several pictures, trying to capture how perfectly beautiful it was, but they're all pitiful compared to what I saw. The colors and shadows were in layers above the mountain outlines, and they seemed to create a world of their own. The colors made a whole mountain range, and I even thought I caught a glimpse of a lake. For some reason, it bought to mind the very end of C.S. Lewis' "The Last Battle." The cooler air touched my face and everything was so still that it looked like a fresh, wet painting. I tried to reach out and touch it, and if I could have, I think it would have felt like the thick, smeary paint the children at the child care center use. There were dozens of lightning bugs flickering down in the back yard, and one hovered right in front of my face. Then I noticed movement on the ground, and I looked to see a large rabbit bouncing across the yard. He stopped when I made a move and stood like a statue for a few minutes. Then he hopped off in the direction of the garden. Don't tell Mom and Dad. :) I thought of Peter Rabbit.

Thank you, God, for moments like these.

Until next time,