What a wonderful difference a day makes. The rain had cleared, and the sun was out. Harry the pigeon was sitting on his usual branch on the tree. Isn’t it wonderful how when you observe the same event more and more, you see more and more. I am starting to recognise certain birds that come and sit in our back tree and each sunrise and sunset is completely different. The time of sunset is fraught with activity, as just as the sun is going down many animals start to come out and explore the area for food with the last rays of the sun.
“For you shall go out with joy,
And be led out with peace;
The mountains and the hills
Shall break forth into singing before you,
And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
This afternoon my family walked up to Eddisbury hill fort and up to hanging stone hill. We waited there for the sun to set and start to amaze us with the colours of the evening. Mostly everyone at this time had left, and as the cold descended, the last rays of sun were still out, the animals and the trees seemed to come alive. It seems that the colours are very subtle at this point and even making the opposite part of the sky glow with a faint pink or orange. This is very hard to capture on camera as I haven’t managed it yet, but there is time.
When Isaiah says the mountains and hills shall break out into singing and the trees shall clap their hands, the picture this evening sums this up as you can clearly see a work of art created by God. Praise the Lord our God, creator of heaven and earth.
It was amazing to think that this hill fort, or the remains of it were here 200 years before Christ, and as the years unfolded the fort was slighted, reused and slighted again until all we have is a field with some reconstructed beams and entrance – as well as much mud.
As I walking back along the darkening paths a fox stepped onto the path and paused for a moment. Too quick for a picture and too dark, but we exchanged a moments glance, acknowledging that we both have the same creator, before the fox turned around and disappeared into the silence.
It seems that God has time on his hands and His plans come to fruition no matter what we do. But no matter what, he brings the seasons and the rain, he cares for the animals and the sun brings growth to this wonderful planet.
26 Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
I pray that we shall thank the Lord this day for our lives, for our blessings He has seen fit to deliver to us, to thank the Lord for everything in our lives and I pray that this night we experience His peace, His silence at that very moment of Sunset when the hills come alive and the trees clap their hands with joy.