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Friday 29 |
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Awash
We were watching a sunset on a rise beside the lake and words were superfluous. The sky above was full of sunset and the lake below was full of sunset. Up was down and down was up. Sunset surrounded and engulfed us, washing up from beneath and flushing down from above. We were covered with sunset.
"That was wonderful!" "Oh, the molten gold!" "What rich, deep purples!"
I kept very quiet because they had it all wrong. By far the loveliest moment was when it was all muted blue and silvered lilac and rose pink with a froth of baby’s breath.
You see? We all saw it through different eyes; we did not see the same sunset at all. We will all remember it differently. It will forever mean something different to each of us.
But one thing we will always agree on; we were totally awash with unutterable beauty.
And somehow it made a statement about a washing that covers everything, even the differences.
“Jesus answered, "Unless I wash you,
you have no part
with Me.”
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We
stood in quiet awe between eternity and night.