It has been a long time since I've written an entry on here. I'm not totally sure why that is. There is part of me that has gained a great fear in sharing my life journey openly and honestly with anyone who stumbles upon it. There is another part of me that feels like the happenings of my life are not worth detailing. And there is another part of me that just doesn't know how to eloquently display it.
However, I had a thought tonight and decided it might be worth sharing. While I watched as the earth swallowed the sun, I was slightly saddened that the beautiful sun which had provided me with great warmth and joy, was going away. A great shadow set over my heart as the life-giving sunshine made it's bed for the night, and drifted slowly behind its covers. However, as I sat and watched the last flames of the sunset fade into night, I realized something - this phenomenon happens every day. The sun rises and the sun sets every single day, whether I witness it or not. Everyday, we are given light, even it if it is overshadowed by storm clouds. Everyday, we are given warmth, even if the harsh winter only allows the warmth to reach 10 degrees. Everyday, without fail, the earth revolves, allowing the sun to once again visit our portion of the sphere.
Sometimes it is SO easy for me to forget that... That every day, it starts over again. Every morning, the sunshine returns. That no matter what I do - whether I sleep until noon and miss the sunrise, the thunderclouds roll in, or a blizzard is hiding its existence, the sun is there...
There have been a lot of changes in my life over the past six months. Some of these changes are amazing, and I'm eternally grateful to be blessed by those changes. Other changes have beaten me up, kicked me around, and broken my heart.
Some of my days have been sunny - so much so, I've been required to close my eyes and just basque in the warmth and light. Other days have been so dark that I forget the sunshine even exists...and other days, I want nothing to do with it.
But tonight, while I was sad that the earth had swallowed the sun, I was reminded that the morning would again spew forth it's light... I was reminded that while I sleep, someone else will be able to revel all the beauty and glory I experienced today through the sun's wonderful existence, and that in a matter of hours, this life-giving force would return to my side.
Help me to recognize the sunshine... even when I can't see it.
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One of the most profound things Cory helped me see is that somewhere, all the time, God is painting a sunrise or sunset. It's like there is in perpetual beauty in God's eyes, above time.
So, for me, to realize that it is always sunrise and sunset for God somewhere on earth is an encouraging thought.
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