Grey Skies

Looking out my windows after being gone for three weeks I see that my camellias bloomed while we were away. I can see traces of the faded pink and the faded red flowers on my bushes.

The green shoots of my jonquils and daffodils are bright against the winter grass. There are signs of spring appearing beneath our grey skies.

The air smells of snow. Maybe that’s because I want to see the white stuff so badly. I love winter, I love snow. And although the air brings whiffs of cold, the temperature is too warm.

Winter in the south is a weird thing. It gets cold, temps fall below freezing often during this time of year, but snow eludes us. We have had our share of rain and wind, but no flurries.

I often grumble to Dale that the lack of snow is awful, but, in reality, it’s winter. Each season has it’s own share of things to complain about and I am realizing that the year is too short to focus on what isn’t there. Today I read my nieces’ blog (https://thepositivedisabledadult.wordpress.com/), as always she focuses on the positive. As I read her post I was convicted of my moaning for lack of snow and wintry weather.

“Not that I was ever in need, for I have learned how to be content with whatever I have.” Philippians 4:11 (NLT)

This scripture then came to mind. Grey skies? No snow? It’s all good. I can be content. I can even be happy. As I read from my niece’s most recent post, I can look for the joy in what I have.

So, although the air has a nip in it, and the sky is filled with what I call snow clouds, I can be thankful and even joyful for the winter grass that is in our yard. I can rejoice in the muddy driveway, and I can smile at the fading winter flowers on my bushes outside.

“in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” I Thessalonians 5:18 (NKJV)

Clouds

When I was young my sister’s and I would often lay on the ground and study the clouds. We would each see different things. The challenge was to get the others to see what you saw.

Later on, Dale and I would do the same with clouds. Looking at them and laughing how we each saw something so different.

I haven’t stopped to look at clouds in a while. Early this evening I was actually in a position to do so.

Above me, there were several different types of clouds. Suddenly I saw one cloud moving. It was if this cloud was moving in a crowd or down a road. At first I thought it looked like a circus train moving behind vehicles.

As I watched that cloud move, it occurred to me that it looked like a crown. The light shine behind it and into my mind came the song “The King is coming”.

The words echoed in my mind, The King is coming, the King is coming, I hear the trumpets sounding and now His face I see.”

The song continues and at the end it says, Praise God He is coming for me.

As I finish writing this, the evening clouds are forming and just a small patch of blue hangs in the sky. Someday I will be able to see the other side of the sky wrapped in my Savior’s arms.

Fall Shadows

Today the temperature is in the mid to high 80’s. Of course there is really no humidity so it makes the temp bearable.

As I walked out to the mailbox just now, the sun was shining brightly as I closed the door. I could feel the heat of the sun and the warmth it provided. By the time I got to the mailbox a slight breeze was blowing and I thought to myself, “ahh! Fall.” That glorious time of the year where you see the fluffy clouds in the sky and the leaves changing from green to yellow and red. It was wonderful.

As I walked toward the house, the sun went behind the clouds and the breeze felt a bit cooler.

My thoughts then went to how when we are walking with the Lord, listening intently to Him and reading His Word, we bask in the warmth of His presence. We can feel Him in all we do and we are covered in the glow of Him.

Likewise, when we drift away from the Lord, like hiding behind the clouds, our life becomes a bit darker, a bit colder, a bit lonelier. The estrangement isn’t noticeable immediately, but if we continue to drift away from His presence, the schism grows deeply.

“So be careful how you live. Don’t live like fools, but like those who are wise.” Ephesians 5:15 (NLT)