“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” Psalm 19:1 NIV
My favorite season has arrived in the desert. Monsoon. The clouds roll in dark and ominous.Thunder bowls across the heavens. Lightning zig zags through the clouds like celestial fireworks. Then clouds gush forth their moisture to refresh the patches of drought-ridden soil. In less than an hour, the sky rolls up her show and moves across the vast blue ceiling. Left behind is the promise of its Creator–His rainbow.