On this rainy spring day, it is nice to reflect on a sunset from another day here in my Northwest.
We had traveled to Wenatchee to remember the life of my cousin, Albert E. Anderson, Jr. Later in the day, we found our way up to the East Wenatchee plateau that overlooks the Wenatchee River and the city below. The scene was breathtaking as the sun began to dip behind the Cascades.
A blue-hued quonset hut from a by-gone era squatted proudly by the main road. Beyond, view-inspired mini-mansions danced dangerously close to the edge of the grass-covered cliffs. Far to the West, painterly colors worked their way over the Cascade Range.
The picture I shot makes me recall how my daddy used to sing
“Sunrise tomorrow, Sunrise tomorrow. Sunrise in glory is waiting for me…Sunrise with Jesus for eternity!”
While Clark and I were admiring the gorgeous sunset, I wonder if my daddy wasn’t singing these bountiful words over my cousin. I can see the scene with my cousin Albert joining in. Uncle and Nephew singing about a sunrise I have yet to witness. I chuckle. If God didn’t wipe away tears in heaven, all my aunts would be huddled together dabbing with lacy-edged handkerchiefs at the corners of their eyes.
Oh Glorious Day!
Marlee Huber ~ For Your Flourishing Life!