Red Sky in a Morning, Atheists Moaning

When the weather is particularly bad, or the lanes have iced over, I will kip at the chapel on the Wednesday night after the service to save travelling back and forth for the following morning’s Bible Study. Apart from being away from one’s own bed and employing the services of a sleeping bag purchased in the 1980s rather than a continental quilt and tartan blanket, I am up and ready with several hours of additional time to prepare for the day.

One early morning last month, a beautiful red lustre bedecked the sky not long after dawn. I stepped outside, and beheld the beautiful crimson in every direction. The photographs, above and below, offer injustice to the morn’s beauty.

''Red sky in a morning” is usually considered by shepherds or sailors (depending on one’s geographical proximity to the coast) to be a 'warning' of worse weather to come. That day, it never came; it was a gorgeous, warm glow of beauty for beauty’s sake. It was one of those occasions when one instinctively praises God for the splendour of His handiwork. Upon retiring back to the chapel and making myself a nice cup of tea, I pitied the atheist. Some of them would have seen those astonishingly colourful skies, and had no-one to thank.

I really feel sorry for them.

When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? Psalm 8:3-4

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