Friday night...
The fan whirled softly overhead while a squirrel ran across the fence, and the fireflies made the landscape sparkle...
... dusk always makes me feel like the Lord's Hand is over us.
... as though He is surrounding the world with His Beauty.
... as though something greater than we could even imagine is just beyond the horizon waiting patiently on us.
... dusk is when Hope and Peace fill the air.
... it's when the best conversations, sweetest moments, and incredible memories are made...
And during those times, nothing but my big sister and an empty stomach can pull me from my lawnchair, because if only for a moment, the world feels as though the it is stable and still.
... if only for a moment on a Friday night.
August 2013
9 years ago
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