My husband and I drove eastward to the Detroit Temple last evening. It was the most beautiful drive ever. The sky was covered with a light frosting of clouds. The moon was low in the east sky - about a three quarter moon. The horizon was pink all the way around, not just in the west where you'd expect. As always the colors were constantly changing. As we headed eastward we were noticing the clouds moving. It seemed like they were gathering around the moon. The whole scene was accentuated by the silhouette of bare trees, some stark and bold, others it seemed were made of lace.
At one point we made a right turn that took us around a lake heading south. The private Catholic School along that trail was decked out for the holidays. We were focused on their magnificent light display on the east side of the road. It was only when we made another right turn heading west for only a few feet before our next turn that we discovered the setting sun. The west horizon was a magnificent red glow. No clouds anywhere. Just this deep glow all along as far as you could see.
And if that wasn't enough we were seeing this magnificent sunset over a large lake with the sunset reflecting on the still waters. The beauty of that entire drive over to the temple was beyond words. It was one of those experiences that just seems to fill your heart with joy.
And if that wasn't enough we were seeing this magnificent sunset over a large lake with the sunset reflecting on the still waters. The beauty of that entire drive over to the temple was beyond words. It was one of those experiences that just seems to fill your heart with joy.
As I read Psalm 85:10 I felt the same way. Sometimes words paint pictures that you can see it in your mind's eye. Sometimes they paint emotions. This verse just filled my heart with joy.
Mercy and truth are met together;
righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
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