Clouds Like Warm Wool Blankets

Many people would look at a day like today and wince at the stormy grey skies and the thick rolling rain clouds. But today, I refuse to succumb to those societal thoughts. This morning when I looked out my window, my gaze fell upon beauty and majesty; my ears clinging to the rhythmic hum of the singing wind. As I laid sprawled in my bed, I began to aimlessly ponder about life, evil, and about sin, surmising that life is more than a simple word describing my meager existence. Life is about laughing and crying. About pain, suffering, conquering- love, and less about chemistry lectures, rolling out of bed in the morning, burned toast, and matching clothes. Living in a world which dresses itself up as a crook, I'm so glad the sky will always be there to express that the Lord God is good, and is the true life of love.