A sunset stopped my mundane day.
When all the sudden I looked up and saw the sky as if God painted a masterpiece.

I felt soft breaths escaping my lips,
Peace.
Solitude.
Hope.

Blood rushed to my fingertips,
My nose tingling from the winter wind.
But my eyes were fixiated on the universe of orange, purple, pink.

God made this for me,
This moment.
Just for me.
And it’ll never come again.
I’m right here.
Right now.
And all my shortcomings are okay, somehow.

It’s like for a brief moment God put his hand on my shoulder.
No words.
Only his overwhelming presence.
That even when I feel lost, small, incredibly insignificant. Invisible.
In him I am found.

That sunset of colors is me.
A beautiful being.

I’ll never get that picture out of my head.
So thank you God for saving me.
In the little moments when I need your grace.