We had been driving down the right road at the right time. It had just rained for three days straight; a rare occurrence for Maui. The sky was dark and sweet coldness was in the air. I saw it coming. I saw the clouds breaking. Wet reflections everywhere. I longed for my real camera. I had a feeling that it could be one of those moments. Why didn’t I have it on me, ready for action? My hubs offered to pull the car over, a demonstration of his love for me. We would be late for our dinner reservation. I leapt out of our water beaded car. And there it was. I watched it unfold before my eyes. Soaking. it. all. in. The silhouettes. The changing colors that lit up the entire sky. The tourists, ecstatic for the hope of sunshine.
I have witnessed hundreds of amazing sunsets in my life, but this one truly took my breath away. I felt the heaviness of it, like a thick down comforter on a chilly night. I was enveloped in the weight of it.
It’s no coincidence that today I read about God’s glory. Kabod, it comes from the root word heaviness. It takes the word heaviness to a-whole-nother level for me. This is what I couldn’t exactly put my finger on. The heaviness, the weight, the breathlessness, the glory, the beauty. My heart stilled in awe and jumping for joy at once. A feeling that I often find hard to explain in real words.
I am reminded of one of my favorite snippets of scripture:
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
I love this quote I found a while back, on Pinterest:
”May we be consumed with the Creator of all things rather than with things created.”