I painted that for you

Today was a really long 11-hour day at work. I don’t know how the FIFO workers do 12-hour shifts everyday. My head was buzzing (mixture of lack of sleep, stress and frustration) and I came home rather tired and grumpy. I got home at 6pm just in time to shoot the pink and purple haze of the sky over our house as the sun was about to set. It reminded me of a story a friend once told me, where he was driving while sad and down about something. When he made a turn, he saw a beautiful sky and in that moment God’s voice spoke into his heart and said ‘I painted that for you’. I think God is telling me the same thing today.

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