"Where Glory Meets The Shore"

A worship leader stands on golden sand, microphone in hand, arms lifted toward the heavens. Behind him, turquoise waves crash gently along a sunlit beach while the ancient gates of Jerusalem rise in radiant splendor. The Dome of the Rock gleams in the distance, framed by palm trees and golden walls. A beam of divine light pours down from the sky, uniting sacred history with summer vibrance. The Hebrew inscription at his feet reads: “I adore Christ’s glorious beauty.”