
All those old sayings seem quaint now. Memories of those times are fading. I try to bring them back, but they disappear. Why, you may ask, do I want to hang onto those memories? I don't have a good answer. Maybe I fight for simplicity. Those memories make it seem as everything was simple. I know it wasn't.
I'm settling in now, trying to see through the clouds of darkness that threaten to undo me. I think that when I reflect that this dark time is like the dark clouds and rain that water the earth, I begin to understand more that there is a light ahead. I don't need to look behind me to see that things will work out. I have to look forward, see that ahead there are the beautiful vistas waiting for me. Much like the April Showers that water the earth, this dark time will prove beneficial to my growth. Without any trial...dark time, then there can be no vistas of glory.
This is mind blowing. To imagine that God sent his son to die....to go through the agony and despair....for us! Wow! The Lord had his dark time in Gethsemane and on the cross. Then Resurrection morning came and he shook off the power of death. Praise God for April Showers!
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