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Here’s a better pic of the Palouse sunset snapped two nights after the pink one posted as “Petals.” I used a telephoto lens for this, capturing only the orange close to the horizon.
Imagine this scene two ways:
as the prodigal son looking out of his darkness at the far hills—and home—and
as the father (Father!) watching the distant country for his child, longing for his return.
“. . . while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.”
4 thoughts on “From a Far Country”
What a beautiful sky and scripture to wake up to😀
Good morning, my friend. ❤️
Thanks, Laura. Took it from a high hill covered with wheat stubble. 💝