A typical Scottish summer’s (any season’s) day. Changeable.
Sitting in the conservatory doing a cross-stitch, I was
looking out towards the garden and the clear blue sky overhead sang a summer
song. I became aware of an erratic drumbeat starting softly and then
crescendo-ing on the windows behind me. Rain.
Our perspective is critical to our understanding. While not
unaware of storms raging round us, we wait in expectation to see what God will
do. We need all our senses primed and alert. Now is not the time to be caught
napping.
God’s ways are not our ways, but his promises are true and
we know that he is always at work, weaving a beautiful pattern to reveal the
golden thread of his glory through whatever events overtake us. Let’s sharpen
our supernatural senses and be bold in prayer and declaration.
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