© Patty Fitts. All Rights Reserved. One of the benefits of moving to the coast of Florida is sunsets. Now central Alabama had sunsets too, it’s just that it was harder to appreciate them. The hills, trees, and houses got in their way. But when we first moved to Florida we would drive to the beach and walk while watching the sun slowly descend until the red ball finally dipped below the horizon. The sky was often filled with colors that otherwise might clash. There were purples, oranges, pinks, and blues, set against the white or gray clouds. We joined many others who would even bring their beach chairs to sit and quietly and reverently mark the passing of another day.
There’s something about sunsets, though, something rather melancholy. Sunsets signify the ending of a day, and metaphorically, perhaps the ending of hopes, or dreams, of things left undone. It is too late to go back and do what you should have done that day. Like the buglers “Taps,” it says that “day is done, gone the sun . . .”
As you watch the sun disappear from sight, somewhere far across the ocean, it is rising to bring the bright light of a new day. Someone is watching the different colors of the morning sky. They will watch as the great yellow ball rises higher and higher in the sky to bathe the day in the light of newness and hope. For a new day brings new possibilities and new opportunities. The past is replaced by potential.
There is a Scripture that says, “Walk while you have the day, for night is approaching when no man can work.”
Remember, for every sunset, there is a sunrise.
© 2009, John C. Fitts, III. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted from Grace Drops, Volume 7 (2009).
There’s something about sunsets, though, something rather melancholy. Sunsets signify the ending of a day, and metaphorically, perhaps the ending of hopes, or dreams, of things left undone. It is too late to go back and do what you should have done that day. Like the buglers “Taps,” it says that “day is done, gone the sun . . .”
As you watch the sun disappear from sight, somewhere far across the ocean, it is rising to bring the bright light of a new day. Someone is watching the different colors of the morning sky. They will watch as the great yellow ball rises higher and higher in the sky to bathe the day in the light of newness and hope. For a new day brings new possibilities and new opportunities. The past is replaced by potential.
There is a Scripture that says, “Walk while you have the day, for night is approaching when no man can work.”
Remember, for every sunset, there is a sunrise.
© 2009, John C. Fitts, III. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted from Grace Drops, Volume 7 (2009).
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