O Lord, another spectacular sunrise! Amid glorious sherbet-colored clouds, the butter-cake sun shines through dark-chocolate trees … um, sorry, Jesus, dieting is getting to me. But viewing Your generous artistry day after day — OMG, where do we funny little people get off, thinking You aren’t Love?
OMG, sometimes gray Monday fades into gray Tuesday and Wednesday, which seem to fade into gray forever. Lord, did You go to Florida for the winter, too?
Then, ta-da! With one giant, neon-hued brushstroke, You paint Your love across the sky.