A couple months ago, Jeremy and I decided to check out a park we’d heard so much about from friends and coworkers. It was chilly, is all I remember, besides the stunning sunset. Everything else we saw that day disappeared into lost memory land and these scenes take up all the space. Despite the early darkness winter brings, I am thankful for far more opportunities to watch the sunset on the ride home during this season. It’s a small reminder of a big, creative, beautifully minded God.

Flying on Fire


Sunset Reed




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