I like it because it is a reflection of my soul. 

The grey heavy weight of fog is undeniable. There are problems. In my life, my friends’ lives, in the world. They are heavy and grey.

But there are blue skies too. Our health. Our love. Our hope. The quiet strength of this season that stubbornly refuses go be contained in commercialism. The thrumming beat of God’s heart. His love story. Yes, blue skies.

And my heart smiles like the sun, because in the grey and in the blue the Truth is true. 

For God so loved the world, 

that He gave His only begotten Son, 

that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, 

but have eternal life. 

For God did not send the Son into the world 

to judge the world, 

but that the world 

might be saved through Him. 

~John 3:16-17

God is good. I am loved. We are blessed. 

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