My Cloud

I was walking around this morning very aware of an old feeling that had resurfaced and was following me around. I went to bed kind of aware of it. This morning in the light of day I could really sense it and I knew I was "outta sorts."

I might best describe this as a cloud over me. That is what it feels like anyway. And it is not a normal cloud. It is a sneaky, insidious little cloud that defies being spotted, understood or negotiated with. I used to get much more worked up about it. My frustration with it used to come out all over the place and was directed at any easy target in close proximity. That doesn't happen much any more. I am aware of it and can even acknowledge the presence of my unwelcome little companion before anything directs outward.

I will at times inform those closest to me that I am under the cloud if they cannot tell for themselves by the strange light cast from its shadow.

I refuse to stay there. I am constantly looking for the reason or at least a way through this and back into the light of day. Through the years I have come into contact with several methods that seem to help elevate me.

Excersise is one my my helps. I feel inspired and coem alive when my blood starts moving faster and the oxygen starts coming quicker. My thoughts clear and my spirit sores.

The best one for me is nature though. There are times when I can't get up the gumption to excersise. In those times I have discovered all I need to do is take a little walk with Jesus...outside.

Back home it easy for me to see the beauty all around me in any season. Here however this morning I found myself frustrated because I had not really been impressed with this desert. This place is in its own little way depressing.

So there I was, walking, outside, and kinda grumbling about out my situation. That is when it hit me. I mean really hit me, again (this is not the first itme). Here is a pic that I took on my walk this morning...


Do you see it? It is right there look again. Do you see it?
Hope "spring"ing forth right off the branch. Even in this barren and desolate place God is able to bring streams of living water to refresh the dry and weary traveler.

Spring is in the air. Spring reminds us that things change. You can bet your life on it. Things are going to change, for me, and for you, if we stay the course. The waters will come, the snow will come, things will cool down and God will be seen sitting on his throne high and lifter up..in control of everything. Amen