The psalmist said that the Lord’s mercies are new every morning, but most days I realise that I only understand that in the evening. Not just in looking back on my day, and registering the moments God gave me each day, but just in the way the sunset looks. The sun sets every day, but you never know what it’s going to look like until it comes. And in its own givenness–just like every day with God–every sunset is beautiful in its own way.