Before me, a window of clouds had parted, making an actual doorway through to the true-blue of the sky, with sunshine just around the corner lighting up the edges. Like heaven was waiting just behind that red-tinged doorway of clouds.
I wondered how people could be driving calmly in their cars and not stopping to stare. I biked faster, wishing I could fly or that it would descend. Everything would make sense there and I'd see the face of God.
The clouds moved closer, the gap closing. I felt a tangible sense of loss when the sunlight eased away and tiny raindrops dashed the ground around me. Quiet lightning flashed purple.
Then the sky parted again and a single beam of light angled down. This is what it's like while I'm still planted on this solid ground. I cannot see the face of God, but I can see His hand in everything. I see Him, but not yet His face. Oh, I can't wait for that day when the clouds part for good and He comes down.
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keep looking for those little glimpses...they are there always....when we are looking...
ReplyDeleteI can't wait, either. Until then, we can watch the sky together.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely that you took time to visit and comment over at crumbs so I could meet you!
God bless you, new friend.
I love those moments!! Your enthusiasm inspires me, and I hope that you keep that sense of anticipation in everything.
ReplyDeleteLove your descriptions. You are, as always, a brilliant writer.
ReplyDeleteNew header!! Love how the telephone poles form a line of crosses. Now I shall scroll back up and read.
ReplyDeleteI cannot see the face of God, but I can see His hand in everything.
Yes!!!! I see His hand or His fingerprints. I don't even know what they signify half the time but I'm so comforted to know He is here. Fab descriptions. Yeah, I'd wanna pull over and stare too!
A beautiful, heartfelt post. I do believe that beauty and grace are everywhere if we keep our eyes open.
ReplyDeleteSeeing God in everything... "Like heaven was waiting just behind that red-tinged doorway of clouds." So glad you took the time to look up and see... and wonder over it all... while so many are busy moving on. A lovely description!
ReplyDeleteAnticipation is beauty everywhere. Keep looking for the beam and enjoy the present warmth in it.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful description of a moment.. love it. I especially loved the last paragraph... seeing God's hand even if not His face. Lovely, Ruthiey!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading your writing today, such depth and worship. Have a blessed week.
ReplyDeletethis brought tears, ruthiey. an exquisitely beautiful post. absolutely beautiful.
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