Talk about God's beauty

See the sunrise here this morning! The sunrise this morning is like a queen who keeps changing her gown, from one exquisite gown to another. I drool over each new gown. I tell you, the sunrise this morning has been unbelievable and changes before my eyes every few minutes.

The battery on my camera is being charged so I can’t take a photo.

First thing this morning as I looked out, there were like three golden sunrises, striated, one on top of the other, with sky inbetween. The first sunrise was on the horizon. The second was up a bit. The third or top one was the biggest of all, almost a fried egg sunny-side up.

Off the top gorgeous sunrise, there was a muted ray of an up-slanted beam, about as big as a bull-horn, just held up there pointing to Heaven, sort of like the arm of the Statue of Liberty.

One of these sunrises would have been overwhelming by itself, but the three of them together!

And, remember, all of these were reflected mildly on the still waters. Not even any lapping waves this morning, pure stillness.

Now it’s past the peak of the sunrise. The rays are more pale white than yellow. There are like only two sunrises, one above the other, and the one above has perfect striated rays shining down at an angle toward the muted sunrise on the horizon line.

On that horizon line, is the barely visible outline of a ship no bigger than a postage stamp.

This morning’s glory is all too much for the human heart to manage.

If it were possible to walk on the smooth surface of the Indian Ocean this morning, I would walk out to that ship, and, once I'm a tiny figure on its deck, I would turn my face to those white sun rays and let them shine on me.