Up at 6am to catch an early flight home, quickly packing, dressing and preparing to check out, a towncar to the airport at 7am. This trip cut short due to the fires that rage just south of LA. Monday morning I had no idea as I boarded a flight to the coast, today like many others I pray for those affected. We pull over; he unloads my bags and pulls away. As I walk into the airport it catches my eye, the sun rising in the east, so large and still it looks like it is hanging from a string, smoke accenting its color - a beautiful blood red. A sign I think to myself, may God bless and protect our children and beyond.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
The sun hung red
Up at 6am to catch an early flight home, quickly packing, dressing and preparing to check out, a towncar to the airport at 7am. This trip cut short due to the fires that rage just south of LA. Monday morning I had no idea as I boarded a flight to the coast, today like many others I pray for those affected. We pull over; he unloads my bags and pulls away. As I walk into the airport it catches my eye, the sun rising in the east, so large and still it looks like it is hanging from a string, smoke accenting its color - a beautiful blood red. A sign I think to myself, may God bless and protect our children and beyond.
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