Clouds drift lazily eastwards, glowing in colours of peaches
and berries as they slide towards the rising sun. One cloud, however, is caught
in the shadow of another, and it lurks behind, darkening greys and purples.
It’s not good to spend a precious life lingering in the
slipstream of others whose faces are always turned towards the Son. It’s not
enough. God has no grandchildren, only children.
As I continue to watch, the rosy clouds progress and
disperse, and the one caught in the shadows begins to brighten into shades of
pinks.
Today is the day to be fully exposed to the love and light
of Jesus Christ, to be filled with his Spirit and to glow and draw others out
of the darkness.
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