We were comfortable and ready for our 2 ½ hour trip home from our “visit with” Mr. Jefferson. We had dinner in a sports restaurant near the University of Virginia campus--my son-in-law was driving—the rest of our group was in another car. Driving along the highway, we noticed to our left a beautiful scene.
There were the Blue Ridge Mountains, silhouetted against a sky of pale yellow and pink, as the sun was going down. The mountains are aptly named, as the fir trees there give a blue tint to them at any time of day, but especially now.
It got me to thinking about the favorite hymn, “Beautiful Savior.” Verse two:
Fair are the meadows, Fair are the woodlands,
Robed in flowers of blooming spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
He makes our sorr’wing spirit sing.
Taking a look around our world, there’s lots to see that’s beautiful, reminding us of our Beautiful Savior. With all the troubles in the world, it’s good to do that, because we are reassured that we are not alone, and God loves us. He gave us this beautiful world to enjoy.
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