I’m a big fan of the sky. I love the way clouds scurry, skip, trip, traipse, flock, flee, and loiter across it in seemingly choreographed fashion. This morning’s arrangement gave me a somewhat profound pause. 

Just because you can’t physically see something doesn’t mean it isn’t there. The sun isn’t visible here, but there’s a hint of it, a promise–and surety–of its’ arrival at the precisely right and appointed time. Much like the presence of God in my life. I don’t always see Him at work, but I catch glimpses, like rays of sunlight, casting assurance He is near, working all things together for my good. 

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Tonight’s sunset was just as meaningful as this mornings sunrise. A fitting bookend to a good day. 

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April 14

Blessed assurance. Comfort. Today is beautiful.