For several days now, we’ve been covered in thick dark cloud like woolen blankets. Peals of thunder preceded a deluge of water and wild whipping winds. The lake in reflexion, turning an inky black.
From my window, I reflected upon the many storms I’ve weathered in life. The turmoil, tempests, losses, the circumstances so far from my control, left me desperate and shaken.
For a split second, the clouds barely parted, exposing a thin line of the brightest cornflower blue. I wondered, why is it so difficult to keep our bearings in those dark moments? How do we become so tossed about, caught up in the frey? Is it the darkness that blinds us?
The truth of it is, just beyond, above, on the other side of that cloud…are beautiful blue skies, a sunny day. And, no storm lasts forever but dissipates in time as all the storms before it.
I am not without moor or anchor. As a person of faith, I know that in the worst of storms, I am not alone, I have nothing to fear and though I cannot see through it, my joy is on the other side.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Trust in the darkness, what you know in the light. – Laura