I wish this picture could better convey the golden glow of the air beneath this tree in our backyard. It's leaves are an amazing brilliant yellow right now, and at about 8:30 in the morning, the sun lights them up in a way that reflects sunshine everywhere.
I love lense flares in pictures of people.
I love the shadows light creates.
And I love the allegorical power of light. What it means as a guide, an illuminator of darkness.
Our kids know that in the winter, we open the front curtains during the day not just for the light, but for the warmth.
I love catching a glimpse of my wife's eyes when the sun falls obliquely across her face. She has beautiful, warm brown eyes, but in the sun just so, they look like golden honey, sweet and smooth.
I love turning out the lights when it is time to rest.
I love turning them back on in the morning, so the seminary kids know that we are awake and ready for them.
I am grateful for the light in my life.
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Moses 6:63 And behold, all things have their likeness, and all things are created and made to bear record of me, both things which are temporal and things which are spiritual; things which are in the heavens above, and things which are on the earth, and things which are in the earth, and things which are under the earth, both above and beneath: all things bear record of me.
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