We have just flat out been having the prettiest of skies the last couple of weeks.
Every morning, I sit on my front porch with coffee and my morning readings & writings. The sky is most always just clear as God’s vision. Not a cloud to be seen, but then went I go back out an hour or so later, sure enough we have all this wonderful mix of white on blue.
We don’t often get rain, but it is near by and fills the air and my lungs with a cleansing tingle. My ears catch the distant rumbles.
I am reminded of my weak faith and how it can be built as the day grows. Sometimes you have to quit trying and just let God build up your sky.
Walk in the comfort that on your journey, He will put some clouds in your clear sky…nada te turbe…jim