I live as an artist,
gathering God’s light
from a thousand quiet dawns.
Each sunrise—
a baptism of gold,
a whispered promise
written across the sky.
Camera in hand,
I forget to breathe,
held still
as His light spills
over everything—
turning the ordinary
into something sacred.
All of it speaks.
All of it holds Him.
You can feel it—
in the hush,
in the glow.
You are part of it,
shaped by His light.
We were made for this—
to reflect Him.
So I will answer,
not with words,
but with seeing—
with capturing
what was never mine
to create.
This piece came from a writing exercise inspired by The Artist’s Rule
By Christine Valters Paintner
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