Grey and cold. Dark and wet. I sit here at the computer with my steaming Good Earth chai in hand and wonder why all the energy has been sapped right out of me today. Apathy. Why do I not feel like the woman below?
This woman is out in the rain delighting in the experience of each drop falling apon her. Are we just victims to the whims of our emotions or can we somehow through shear willpower change ourselves into this happy joyful woman savoring the rain? Ahhh but here is the trouble. I have not the desire or energy to fight the clouds some days. Perhaps the rain and the cloudy skys will water my soul and allow new growth tomorrow. Perhaps it is these dark dreary days that our Lord uses to water our dry heart and our parched souls. May His Holy Spirit fill us with the joy and renewed energy to face the day with excitement and purpose. May we dance for joy as God rains His Spirit upon us.
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