It was dusk - a band of muted gold on the horizon that bled into the royal blues of the robe of Lady Night. There were only two heavenly bodies visible, only two - a star and the moon. It was so powerful. In the stillness, when all of creation is folding itself inward to quiet and rest, it seemed as tho' these two jewels were singing at the top of their created existance,
"ALL IS WELL..." and my heart knows that it is.
God holds it all in His tender, loving, all powerful hands. What do I have to be concerned about? The answer is 'nothing' - other than being alert so as not to miss seeing Him at work and to praise Him with all my heart for it?
Silence that sings. Dramatic simplicity. Yes, all is well...