26 Mar

Frannie's Blue Sky

 
Waiting for the storm, I sat on my favorite rock and looked into the infinite skies. There was only blue from every angle these eyes could see. And yet, the winds of change reminded me of Him and the truth of this day. Yes, change is on the way–not as bad, but good. Each new day, God brings death and new life: death to ego, or false self, and life as new depth of heart. We too are resurrected despite our fear of what lies ahead. We surrender to the storms, as after the winds blow, we are gifted with new life–new and luscious blossoms, beauty-filled beginnings in His peace.


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