Last night, as I glanced up at the sky over Augusta, I remembered Mary Ann’s words.
I spent some time at Ormond Beach, Florida this summer with my sweet friend. She rented a beach house for many weeks and spent the weekends taking friends over to share in the beauty. I was only there a few days, but those days were pure poetry.
The days began with cloud cover
and worked into drizzle
or even torrential downpours.
Loveliness, I tell you.
As I told Mary Ann good night on our first night there, I mentioned that I planned go out the next morning at daybreak to take photographs. With disappointment in her voice, she mentioned that most mornings there lately
had involved a heavy cloud bank at the horizon.
The sun couldn’t be seen until well after daybreak.And so it was.
But, I thought a lot about her words
and us ….
… how we want a close spiritual walk
but we don’t want the gift of finding ourselves being in need spiritually
because that need comes when we find our physical world
in upheaval … mayhem … uncertainty.
tumult …. turmoil … strife … struggle
clouds and fog and rain.
We would rather not have them …
rather not see them.
And who do we hear say,
“I drove my car today!!”
“I walked to the end of the block!”
“I made dinner!”
Only those who have been struggling with such.
The clouds … the rain …. the mist and fog and storms
they all present challenges
and there is beauty in the challenge
when we find ourselves crying out,
“Lord! Please help me!”
But, like the back lit clouds on the horizon,
the Son is there providing light
illuminating the depths
helping us to see the way through
even to see the downpour more clearly.
And when we allow His presence
yes, there is beauty.