I stare at the grey-rain sky.
The clouds have rolled in this week.
I feel it in my heart too--
little puffs of fear, worry, distraction.
But then I remember...
The sun is still there, just like always.
It's as real as ever.
It hasn't gone anywhere.
It's the same way with my heart.
Behind those emotions...
I am loved.
I have a purpose.
God is all and all is well.
That's as true as it has always been.
Always will be.
Even more certain than the sun.
[Holley Gerth]
Hebrews 11:1 ... Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. ❤
