On the way to dinner Sunday night, I saw the sky painted in pink and pastel reds -- glorious. Another evening of artistry for our Creator; His palette is mind and His canvas is the sky, yea, even to the vast inner-sky of the human heart. And beauty flows from joining Him, in his loving intent. From His palette to our canvas, reflected well for all to see, heart dance, life-song, joy and beauty and purpose: A city on a hill, a light not under a bushel basket. Alleluia!