We had a quick turn-a-round family trip to the Arizona mountains, to my home town this weekend. It's only a 90 min drive, but due to a very exciting little league tournament game, (I'll talk more about the details later. We're still emotionally recovering!) we got on the road late and drove into Prescott, AZ, just as the sun was setting. It was a fabulous way to come back home. Like God was rolling out the red carpet for me to come back to my hometown.
Of course Papa wasn't stopping, or even slowing the car down when we were so close to our destination, so I rolled the window down and snapped these as the car went 65MPH.
It started like this...
...and quickly evolved to this...
...the sun finally set like this...
...and it gloriously ended like this.
Most of the time the Lord speaks softly. And occasionally He needs to hollar. But every once in a while, if I listen carefully, He speaks in the heart of a soccer mom who is in a SUV headed home, loaded to the brim with kiddos, going 65 MPH, through an astonishing Arizona sunset.
Gotta love those little ordinary miracles. If you're not careful you'll miss 'em.
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