Clouds…every now and then…

hang real low on this journey…as if to…

surround us

We can find ourselves almost overwhelmed

by personal and world conditions…

that drip…gray frost

Being unable to feel God’s presence…

or see His Light…our tired, tried souls

stumble to err…as we endure

But then…at the heat of the siege

when one strongly considers …giving up…

a miracle does…occur

The Clouds Part…!

the haze lifts and…vanquished…

are the disparity and gloom

Chased away…like a bulb’s flash...

are the days of…heaviness

and suddenly once again it’s sunny noon!

The Clouds Part…

now we can hear God’s voice…aware of Him near

and forgotten are the hours when He seemed absent

Absorbing His Healing Love…All

we press-on by faith…strengthened…

for, with Him…we are thoroughly content

But why’d it happen…what was His Plan?

maybe…that we learn by our own weakened moments  

to not hastily judge the errs of others… here and there

But instead…reach for and mimic...

His…forgiveness and compassion

which on this earth…has become so rare

And as we linger…in the Son’s warmth…

we Glory in His restoring pamper…

receiving much needed insight

Understanding that …all things are

controlled by His Will and His Way…

as He guides us …to walk in His Light

So, what can we expect…for tomorrow…

what of the weather…how will it be?

we’ve not the answer…we dare not even start

But whatever…He allows…of this we can be sure…

we’ll have found the...Gold...of a Deeper Trust

…When The Clouds Part!

Jer 29:11, Rom 8:28

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