We watch the sun melt across a sherbert sky. This is the art of God, who paints in a hundred shades of orange and pink and red on the edge of the day.
Sunsets are God’s built-in reminders that even endings can be beautiful.
They also remind us that we are Easter people,
the children of rebirth and
fresh starts and
And here on the rim of another ending, God whispers in our hearts: Turn east, dear child, for the sun also rises.
I whisper my thanks to you for your kind emails, your prayers and your words in the comment box as we moved my parents from our childhood home of 42 years. You are really the best. And please know this: God used your love to make the ending so very beautiful for our family.We are settling Mom and Dad into their new place today.
And it’s beautiful.
And it already feels like home.