Driving down Brighton Road (Miri) in the dusk is always such a rewarding pleasure. On one hand I often feel that a good day's work has been done and on the other hand I feel that home is getting nearer. There is no quite such a place as home. Then as I bathe in the the beauteous handiwork of God varying thoughts fleet through my mind. How I savour the beautiful scene: I feel that being there with the setting sun and having to go home is like changing partners in a dance. You allow yourself to let go of your first partner a little unwillingly giving him a little thank you squeeze in the hand but then you welcome your second partner with grace and a Miss World smile.
With such a glorious sunset in front I would especially wind down the window to feel the still warm sun giving out its last energy to mankind. And then slowly slowly the sun would sink down as I pass by the so familiar palm trees which I have seen growing from young saplings many years ago. These are but just three or four minutes of driving.
There is yet dinner to be cooked!
But it is good to linger on just for a little while and see the sun go down and the skies change a little of its redness to a little violet and then a little more grey...the colours change as no artist's palette can replicate.
Our heavenly kaleidoscope is once again telling me how wonderful a world God has created for us. There will be more glorious sunsets.
Do not fret but go into the night with hope.