Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Clearing sky and a clearing heart


God has made a home in the heavens for the sun...It rises at one end of the heavens and follows its course to the other end.
Nothing can hide from its heat.
Psalm 19
 
 
It's been rainy for days now.  
 
Literally and somewhat figuratively.  

I sent a friend of mine a text this morning asking her, "Will we ever see the sun again?"

Sometimes you just need someone to tell you will. 
 
And so, when the last of today's storms passed over, I took a long walk, circling the sidewalks of the neighborhood.  It was still raining lightly and as the sky began to clear, it morphed into this paradox of a clearing storm and setting sun.  
 
Towards the west, the shifting rays through the mist created a rainbow, bright and vivid agains the pale gray sky - but to the East, was the view above: a fleeting glimpse of glorious light in between the darkness of the storm that had just passed and the darkness of the night that was still to come.     
 
And that's really a glimpse of redemption, isn't it?  This scandalous grace that rescues us, painted across the sky. 
 
The skies proclaim the work of His hands both in creation and in us.  He clears the skies - and our hearts - revealing His glory, even if only for a moment. 
 
It's long enough to remind us that the storms, both literal and figurative, do pass and though veiled by darkness momentarily, the sun is still there - shining into our darkness - even when we can't see it or feel it.
 
And so, we can embrace the darkness of night without fear,  knowing we will see the sun again - for by His grace, we can walk in the light of His presence (Psalm 89:15).
 
The heavens proclaim the glory of God.
The skies display his craftsmanship.
 Day after day they continue to speak;
night after night they make him known.
They speak without a sound or word;
their voice is never heard.
Yet their message has gone throughout the earth,
and their words to all the world.
Psalm 19
 
 

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