Devotionals

Day Slides Away

by John Puckett 
09/02/24
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Day slides away unspoken
Over the timeless hill
Dark oak and ash
Stencil the fading light
Black flickers of roost-bound rooks
Imprint the low sky’s cushion clouds
While half a world away
God’s turning Earth unfurls
Another’s bright Antipodean dawn.

I love sitting outside as the daylight fades, watching and listening, absorbing the day’s final activity and scenes. There is often a solemn, yet not displeasing poignancy in witnessing the departure of another day – a day never to be experienced again.
Some years ago, our home looked westwards towards a gently rounded hill with oak and ash trees mellowing its surrounding landscape. The European member of the crow family, the highly gregarious rooks, were always late to bed.
Doing just that, one autumn evening in Wales in 2003, I felt the awesome truth that I was on a vast globe turning forever, exactly as God designed!