Just how I feel in this moment of waiting; the promise of the rainbow, and moving and changing sea. My faith that has taken me through all the storms of life and sometimes I’ve hung on with fear and trembling.
The middle is a nowhere place without anything to guide. There’s part of me wanting to run and never stop. But another part that hears the ‘still small voice’ of God. Not booming or cajoling but whispering, and faint and difficult to pinpoint.
Real and honest and whispering peace in my tears, hearing the voice of God’s love, in the waves and the birdsong and the weakness. The opportunity held in the rainbow in the storm.
God is love…I know….God shadowing us under the shadow of his wings.
The Lord truly bless you and keep you and make his face to shine upon you, both now and always.