Monday, June 18, 2018

day no. 14,483: fair weather friends

Psalm 77
We've all been there before, can't sleep, mind spinning, full of more questions than answers and worried what the future might bring. It can be the most difficult thing in those moments to remember how God has come through in the past. It can seem like unfriendly ointment that stings more than comforts. But we must not forget in the darkness what we've seen in the light. We must remember that behind the storm cloud is a bright, warm sun. This too shall pass but in the meantime, will we consider God? Or do we only remember Him on bright, sunny days? Or do we then also forget Him and go about our business as well? Perhaps the storms are God's grace for recalibrating souls prone to wander.

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