On an evening run at sunset my first thought was to burst into the song, “Sunrise Sunset,” but my second thought was about how incredible this universe is. If there is ever any doubt that God is an artist all one needs to do is look to the heavens. I have had the privilege to see sunsets paint the mountains in every shade of purple and pink and to watch over the vastness of the oceans as the sun grows impossibly large and then falls off the end of the earth. I have seen the sunrise paint the dense green of a forest with its golden hues and bring out the most dazzling colors that can even make a dirt road look beautiful under a canopy of leaves and light. I have looked to the heavens in a place where our light is not allowed to diminish God’s and I been awed by the shear number of the stars above glowing in the immensity of the universe. I have walked through snowy fields bathed in the reflection of the northern lights, the aurora borealis, a splash of every color dancing in the dark cold sky.