First light brought a strong hint of what lay ahead.
The first streaks of light hinted at the coming sunrise.
As the darkness receded the sky was a delight to behold.
“Are you going to go out?”
“Do you want to go to the memorial?”
“Breakfast can wait until you come back.”
Was I glad that I took up the suggestion!
The sun had not yet risen above the horizon.
Already the sky over the Passage of Tiree was a picture.
What first caught the attention were the Paps of Jura.
The Paps stood out so clearly on the horizon.
So it was for most of the morning.
The site of the Memorial gives an unhindered view of Ben More.
The sky surrounding the Munro turned shades of red.
From Ben More to the Paps was some panorama!
Then all of a sudden at the appointed time the sun rose.
At this time of the year the sunrise is above the Ross of Mull.
However the effect transformed the view that lay before my eyes.
With the sun up I made my way back home for my porridge.
A glance back revealed the memorial silhouetted by the sunrise.
And there through the rocks of the headland were the Paps of Jura.
The Bible’s song writer declares:
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
We are fast approaching the 25th of December – that is Christmas Day
For Christians it’s the celebration of the birth of God’s Son, Jesus.
In the Bible the Writer to the Hebrews states,
The Son is the radiance of God’s glory
and the exact representation of his being,
sustaining all things by his powerful word.
John, a friend of Jesus, testifies,
So the Word became human and made his home among us.
He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness.
And we have seen his glory,
the glory of the Father’s one and only Son.
Over the past week the sunrise in particular has been riveting.
This prompted the previous post ‘Skyward’.
This is the Life on Tiree.