I woke up this morning
with my heart as heavy
as the clouds
that were pouring their tears upon us.
I see changes coming.
Coming as quickly as the weather
that changes from
bright and cheery
dark and dreary.
As any self-respecting, middle-aged ,mid-life crisis hormonal homeschooling mama would do,
I left my girl doing algebra
I went outside to play.
I sought to find beauty in the rain.
Out on the porch, down the road, and into the alfalfa field
And do you know what?
I found it.
I found the beauty.
I just had to look for it.
Find rest, O my soul,
my hope comes from Him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation;
He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
Trust in Him at all times,
O people; pour out your hearts to Him,
Where are you looking for beauty today?