|It's always perspective...|
sometimes the smoke get in the way!
In expecting a miracle from this mess, there's a moment of peace from the struggle. There's a soft breeze of fresh air. There's a flicker of hope. There's a hint of a better day to come. There's a reminder that all my planning, fretting, questioning -- will add nothing to what God is working on behind the scenes.
So, I lie here in a puddle at the feet of the One who wastes nothing of life's experiences but, makes all things new. If you have to lie somewhere - in a puddle - I can't think of a better place.
"... the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don't know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words." Romans 8:26