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That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consum’d with that which it was nourish’d by.
This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
— William Shakespeare,
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Crack in the Niagara Escarpment rock at High Cliff.
The Red Bird Trail follows along the edge of the Niagara Escarpment which forms the cliff of High Cliff State Park in Wisconsin.
The Niagara Escarpment is a large arch shaped, raised rock that runs from an area south of Lake Winnebago in Wisconsin, through Door County, the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, a number of large islands in Lake Huron, Ontario, Niagara Falls, and continues on into New York. It is most famous because Niagara Falls runs over it.
“How magnificent are Your works, LORD,
how profound Your thoughts!”
— Psalm 92:5, HCSB.
God’s creation is magnificent, and reflects His glory. But the greatest and most profound thought of God for us is His own incarnation in Jesus Christ.
Christ is the only way of forgiveness and reconciliation. He is the only way to heaven. (John 14:6).
Jesus is the rock of our salvation. (Psalm 62:2).
“But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed.”
— Isaiah 53:5, ESV.
The first post on this blog appeared eight years ago in May 2008 A.D. Happy anniversary Light from Light.
I chose the name Light from Light as a play on words between photography and the Nicene Creed. Jesus Christ is the true Light from Light.
VDMA in the web address is a Latin acronym for, “The Word of the Lord Endures Forever.” (VDMA).
The light of God shines out through his eternal word. “Let there be light…” (Genesis 1:3).
For the eighth anniversary, I decided to post a photograph with a creature associated with the number eight. See below.
If one looks closely, one can see the sunbeams shimmering off its web and God’s creature at the center. The Lord has a place for all of us.
God’s blessings to all the readers. Thank you.
After a lot of rain, the sky cleared, the sun called, and still sprinkled with sparkling drops of water, the daisies answered.
These wildflowers just show up every year. Whose wardrobe is as beautiful and wondrous as the lowly field of wildflowers? And yet, it is a marvelous kingdom. The King’s subjects are bees and jumping things.
Consider how the wildflowers grow: They don’t labor or spin thread. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was adorned like one of these! If that’s how God clothes the grass, which is in the field today and is thrown into the furnace tomorrow, how much more will He do for you—you of little faith? Don’t keep striving for what you should eat and what you should drink, and don’t be anxious. For the Gentile world eagerly seeks all these things, and your Father knows that you need them.
But seek His kingdom, and these things will be provided for you. Don’t be afraid, little flock, because your Father delights to give you the kingdom. Sell your possessions and give to the poor. Make money-bags for yourselves that won’t grow old, an inexhaustible treasure in heaven, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Be ready for service and have your lamps lit.
— Jesus of Nazareth
Luke 12:27-35, HCSB.
They sway together in a cool breeze under a warm sun. And through them their maker imparts wisdom.
Warm summer light illumines the yellow petals of black-eyed susans.
“Light is sweet, and it is pleasant for the eyes to see the sun.” (Ecclesiastes 11:7, ESV). Even the reflections of sunlight are beautiful.
Can you see the geometric pattern in the photo above?
In the work of even the smallest creatures, one can see the hidden and glorious hand of the Creator.
May you have a blessed Palm Sunday and Holy Week.
From Olivet they followed
Mid an exultant crowd,
The victor palm branch waving
And chanting clear and loud.
The Lord of saints and angels
Rode on in lowly state
Nor scorned that little children
Should on his bidding wait.
“Hosanna in the highest!”
That ancient song we sing,
For Christ is our Redeemer,
The Lord of heaven our King.
Oh, may we ever praise him
With heart and life and voice
And in his royal presence
— “Hosanna, Loud Hosanna,” Christian Worship, 130:2-3.
The morning sun illuminates daffodils.
The Lord came to the earth, and from the earth He receives praise.
As he was drawing near—already on the way down the Mount of Olives—the whole multitude of his disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen, saying, “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!” And some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples.” He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out.”
— Luke 19:40, ESV.