Tip of My Iceberg

I flew for the first time in a long time. We had somewhere to go to do some work, and the whole airport/security lines dance was a reminder of what I used to do more frequently.

We were arriving early in the morning, and the cloud cover was solid–down below would be wet and dreary. The sun was just coming up over the clouds, a plethora of oranges and yellows with a tinge of pink that was spectacular. The clouds themselves looked solid enough to walk on.

Did you ever dream as a child of walking on clouds? Floating with the monstrous, fluffy masses above the world? When I was little, I’d stare at the clouds and imagine them as wonderful hiding places, secret spaces, where I could lose myself in all the fluff.

School taught me clouds aren’t fluffy nor substantial enough to hold a person. But I could dream.

Looking at the clouds from the top with the sun rising was spectacular. It resembled a sandy beach with the ocean on the horizon.

When we landed, it was dreary and raining. No sun, not even discernible clouds; overcast and gray.

Isn’t life like that? We know the sun rises every morning; the earth continues to circle the bright orb whether we see it or not.

Our circumstances often impact us in the negative. Life can be heavy, like massive thunderclouds, with no sense of light showing through.

God can feel like that to us as well. When life is working the way we want it, it’s easy to ignore Him and His love. When things happen that scare or hurt us, we plead for His intervention–and He doesn’t always act as we’d like Him to.

But God is always present. Acting on behalf of those who seek Him. We just need to ask.

“Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.” Philippians 4:6-7

Hope exists if we choose to look for it.

The Son still shines. Every day.