The heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech, night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth and their words to the ends of the world.
- Psalm 19:1-4
I love the idea that each day the skies are speaking to us, whispering and winking and coloring and shining the story of God’s love….new mercies every morning. Beauty in the orange and pinks and blues of each sunrise and sunset. And then at night the stars and moon that shine, reminding us that light is always stronger than the darkness and that surely the sun will rise again. If you’re walking through a dark season, I encourage you to lift your head to the skies. It’s been such a comfort and balm for me in a really intense season of loss. Lean in and listen to what God might be whispering to you in the skies.