The past few days have been so dreary the photosensitive Christmas candles did not turn off in the early morning. Gray, cheerless, and wet – whew! Oh so easy it is to slide into a funk.
Well, not so easy: my knee went all gimpy on me. Grump, grump, grump!
And then this morning! I see the sun!
Shadows Magnify the Sun!
It’s better than a gazillion lighted Christmas trees. For man did not design its cheery warmth, arrange its sparkling color; nor, can man pull the plug on its power.
When rains and their clouds press in, their mass is only so thick. I forget this.
Remember soul, the experience of taking off in the rain?
I am always startled, relieved, then comforted when our plane broke through the clouds and blue skies welcomed us. There I was hurtling through the heavens in metal cylinder, suddenly relaxing, because I had been lifted above the gloomy weather.
Remembering the thrill of that moment, let me plant that thought — The sun and blue skies have been there every morning – though obscured by current weather conditions.
Someone – the infinite and personal God – is above, beyond, and somehow smack dab in the midst of my life’s downpours.
13 For your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom.
You rule throughout all generations.
The Lord always keeps his promises;
he is gracious in all he does,
14 The Lord helps the fallen
and lifts those bent beneath their loads. Psalm 145
Waiting and wooing me — and thee – to break through and fly. (Matthew 11:29-30)
Oh God – thank you for sunlight. Thank you for your Son’s light! And thank you for restoring some stability in my creaky old knee!
Oh, and that the Christmas cactus survived another year of my tending!
Unwrapped, precious GIFTS each!
Christmas Cactus SURVIVES!