#FOWC – Opening – SUNSETS

FOWC with Fandango — Opening

I chase sunsets! The sunset is one thing I am still just able to see. Strangely, though I can see little on the ground, I can see the sky. On the ground all that I see is shapes that are grey or black but little colour. But if I look up at the sky I can still see blue, and white, and grey. AND the sunset! I guess it is paler than to a sighted person, but the wonder is that I can still see it. And I LOVE sunsets! It might sound corny, but I feel as if heaven is OPENING when I see a sunset. And in a way it is. Because it is all that I CAN see.

The other night my husband and I were driving along, and there were dark clouds beginning to creep over the sunset. I said to my husband,

“The dark clouds are stealing the sunset.”

There are so many things in life that creep in on us and threaten to steal our peace and our joy. They are like the thief in the night. They break into our house and take what is ours. We have to be on guard so that this does not happen. It can happen so easily and so quickly without us realising.

For myself, it is easy to be devastated by some unkind remark. The other day, someone said to my husband upon whom I am so dependent,

“I bet you’re glad to be rid of her for ten minutes.”

It is so easy to feel a burden when you are in my position. And then, all sorts of dark thoughts cloud your mind, then, before long, you are really in the pits.

But even if the sunset is threatened by dark clouds, the sun always rises in the morning again and gives out its light, and in the evening, it goes to bed in great glory.

There is always the rising sun, the light, and the glory to be found. Dark clouds do not last for ever.

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12 thoughts on “#FOWC – Opening – SUNSETS

  1. blindzanygirl

    Hi Chrissy. Thankyou. I guess it was meant as a joke but when you already feel a burden it doesn’t feel funny. I’ve had where than that though. I do ‘t bother about it now! Yes today was another bad day but I saw the sunset through my bedroom window. YAY! Xx

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  2. blindzanygirl

    Thanks Fandango. I get used to the insensitive remarks. I receive many that would make your hair curl lol. Yep. Saw a lively sunset last night through my bedroom window 😊

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  3. blindzanygirl

    It does doesn’t it Roberta. I am learning to live with the darker things, hard though it is. Thankyou so much for your comment and suppirt 😊

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  4. blindzanygirl

    Thanks Di. Yes, it is quite strange isn’t it. I can soo NOTHING on the ground. Oh, except water. You know, those narrow strips of water at the sides of fields. Dykes I think. They are SO beautiful. I call them my silver ribbons. The sheer beauty in them is amazing. With the sunsets they are paler than normal, but visible. Yet if someone were to post a ohoto of a sunset in here I would not be able to see it! Odd! Thanks Di x

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  5. blindzanygirl

    I think for some reason people like to make jokes at our expense. We)ve had the LOT. Sometimes it is NOT jokes though but downright nastiness. Always from church people too. What is THAT all about? I might write a post on the remarks we have had made to us. Just truly awful, some of them. I ignore it now, but it hyrt like hell at first. Lots of love to you Chrissy xx

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  6. Lincolnshire is full of ‘silver ribbons’ (lovely description). We had one a couple of fields behind us in the cottage where the swans and ducks used to breed. The main ditch by the clubhouse about a mile away is where we saw all the swans last year, so we shall be on the lookout for babies.

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