Jude 1:12-13
12 These men are blemishes at your love feasts, eating with you without the slightest qualm-shepherds who feed only themselves. They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted-twice dead. 13 They are wild waves of the sea, foaming up their shame; wandering stars, for whom blackest darkness has been reserved forever.
I just think this is a fabulous set of descriptions, especially verse 13. “They are wild waves of the sea, foaming up their shame.” Foaming up their shame?!! I’m not even sure what that means, but it sounds wonderfully descriptive.