As I walk this morning and look up at the sky, I can’t help but be awestruck by the wonder of your handiwork. There are many talented artist but you far exceed them all. Never have I seen such colors like the ones in which you paint across the sky.
Each morning that I awake, there is a fresh new tapestry of color weaved into the beauty of a brand new day. Even as the night consumes the light of day, I see the evidence of your fingerprint there. I may never be able to see Michelangelo’s paintings but may a never become so busy that I fail to appreciate the masterpieces I’m able to behold with my eyes every day.