I love the thought of sunsets. With the setting sun our sins, faults, and failings fade with the light and they die with the day. Then sunrise brings another day to live, to serve Christ; we’ll likely fail again, but there is always the promise of another sunset, another start. Everyday is a new lifetime to live as faithful Christians to the cause of our Savior.
A sunset is beauty, it is peace, it pulls a dark curtain down upon the world like the closing of an act in a play. When the curtain is lifted, everything is changed and is new. Sunset may very well be my favorite part of the day.
Then again, sunsets in the glorious forgiveness also are painful remembered we of our failures for which we crave forgiveness. A sunset reminds us that we need a new start; no one likes being reminded that they are mortal, human, and that they are weak. I hate being told I cannot do something, unless of course I had already decided that I did not want to. Pride commeth before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall. We are puffed up, proud beings and we like to think we are impervious to temptation and fallings: we are not.
Every day I fail myself and my Lord in some way. I don’t know you, who you are, how you live, or what you believe, but you fail Christ every day. Do you know how I know? Because there is none righteous. No, not one. There is none that seeketh after God. No one is without fault; no one lives a day without letting God down. It’s humbling, sobering, and discouraging to know that even at our best we are soiled and filthy rags before the Lord. But there is always the promise of sunset. Love keeps no record of wrongs and God is love. Every day He forgives and casts he memory of our sins as far as the east is from the west.
With God, all things are possible, even life without failure, but it’s not us who live lives of purity and singleness of heart and mind. If we are to withstand temptation and abstain from all appearance of evil, we must trust the only one who is able to keep us from falling. Paul says that He dies with Christ and yet lives; not himself, but rather it is Christ that lives within Him. Onlyin this way shall we stand when trials beset us and try to pull us down. We live, we fail, but there will always be a sunset: a hope and a promise of a new tomorrow, a clean slate, a fresh start. Forgiveness.
As always, thanks for reading.
–the anonymous novelist