While I’m preaching in Mexico, a forest fire rages less than two dozen miles from my home. As I write, more than 200 firefighters from around Oregon are battling the raging inferno as it gobbles up old growth timber faster than a two-year old with a bag of M & Ms.
The destruction of the fire is truly amazing. During the day, the smoke is clearly visible and it’s odor hangs in the air.
Just as amazing is what happens as the sun begins to dip near the edge of the horizon. I don’t know how He does it, but the very same smoke which hazes out the sunlight during the day becomes God’s colorful palette for disbursing stunning beauty at sunset. Deep purples. Bright pinks. Vibrant oranges. Pales yellows. The same smoke of destruction on the ground is the means of a starkly contrasted sunset sky.
When life is difficult we tend to look downward and mourn our momentary pain; but O what beauty we’d behold if we would fix our eyes Heavenward to God’s eternal and good plan!
But the Lord knows the way that I take, and after He has tested me, I shall come forth as gold. And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose (Job 23:10; Romans 8:28).