One dark morning, sunlight was yet a small window. As I stood and watched the morning open from behind the clouds, I was stirred to remember that He is always pouring His love out upon us - in buckets upon our head. He loves us always...but so very nice to remember when we need it the most. I was able to take courage to stand strong through the adversity I was facing, all the while delighting in His promises of the day. While I was looking into the sky, the following poetry bubbled up from my heart:
Grays and Blues In Billows and Puffs
Hovering and Moving About
Silently and Sweetly
Sunlight
Opening a Window From Dark
Widening Still
As I Stop To Wonder
Of HIS love for Me
And HIS hand In Mine
In Days to Come
It is not often that we take time to just watch the movement of the clouds and wait for the sun to make its appearance. One of my daughters and I take great delight in the display that results. We smile at the timing of such a stunning show in the sky...usually when we need it the most. God is so good. To think, He even blows the clouds to filter His light into a spectacular display...as if heaven is reaching down.
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