A Blessed Sabbath Rest

 Yesterday afternoon after going shopping for snorkel gear, with Rob who has Friday afternoon's off, we drove back home.  The sun was starting to set just as we were getting there, so we drove to a good view point, by the road, just before the Marina.  There was a rain squall just to the left of the sun.

Just as the sun was sinking into the dark waters far edge . . .

. . . a fishing boat passed between the sun and us.

Did the people on the deck know they were being watched?

How often do we think we are going 

somewhere important 

and not know the

impact

we are making 

on someone else? 

I pray 

that the 

Son of Righteousness

is 

always 

shining 

through my windows, 

and makes an eternal difference

in the lives of those watching.  

May you have a blessed Sabbath rest.