by Marcie Bridges, @Marcie_Bridges
I could see what was coming. The sky had darkened, sheets of rain coming down. I had choices to make. Keep going, stop and wait it out, or turn around and go back to the hotel I’d just checked out of.
But I needed to get home and the little drops dried up giving me hope that perhaps I’d miss the storm up ahead.
A little while later the skies opened up. Rain so heavy I could barely see the lines on the road. I began to pray for a place to pull over. A place to wait it out.
God had another idea. Stoplights.
As I rounded another major curve, there in the midst of the deluge, a red light.
A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I took a minute to just settle down and relax. I had been gripping the steering wheel so tightly my arms and neck ached. I cracked my knuckles, flexed my wrists and took some deep breaths.
A momentary break. The light turned green and once again I slowly made my way toward home, every little while stopping at red lights.
What kept me going? The promise of blue up ahead. Finally, the rain ended and God’s blue eyes (skies) covered me the rest of the way home.
it’s easy to quit, but hard to live
take a break, breathe Jesus in
let Him speak life into you again.
Blue skies are ahead if only you’ll believe
your faith can move mountains with the tiniest seed
sometimes the seed takes long to grow
reward of the steps in moving on.
Should you feel like fainting, giving in
make praise a part of your exercise regimen
add some thanksgiving, a smile or two
and soon you’ll be seeing those skies of blue.
~Marcell Warner Bridges
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