Look at the subtlety of color in the distant mists! How they hover, hiding mysteries that will only be revealed by the persistence of the slowly rising sun. Will we be able to wait and anticipate the revealing and restoration of the new heaven and new earth, which is now shrouded and hidden before our weary eyes?
Ailsa’s Travel theme this week is Hidden.
Woke up early in the morning, I stumbled onto the top deck of our ship that was cruising up the Three Gorges section of the Yangtze River and, as the only person on the deck, I found myself terribly alone.
There was total silence and a thick mist was around me.
Hidden behind the clouds and sometimes barely visible was our tiny sun.
Dwarfed by the mountains was this partially hidden speck . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . so tiny that I have never seen anything like it before.