Today was a cold and blustery day. It began with a sunrise as beautiful as I had ever seen, but by the time I pulled over to grab a shot of it, it had been consumed by gorgeous purple clouds. So that is what I painted today, in my own whimsical way.
22 It is of the Lord‘s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
23 They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.