Today it isnt the mists rising from the lake, but the clouds so heavy with rain that they sit low on the tops of our old mountains. Some thunder earlier, but it was distant and low, sounding much like a stomach that is rumbling for food. The cedars across the way are almost black in color because of the rain and the clouds surrounding them. The ambers and reds of a few days ago are spread out more as the leaves turn, but they too are almost surreal. I know what they are because of the years of being with them, but the cloud cover makes them look like eery lights in the distance, something akin to driving through a tunnel and suddenly coming out of the other side. My house on the other side of the bay is completely hidden in the trees and clouds, the water-heavy branches bowing to hide it. No reflection of the sun to spotlight those windows. I know it is there, just not for my sight today. Lord, I know you are there too, even though I cannot see you. I feel your closeness just as I feel surrounded by the clouds. Your brilliant light may be muted to my eyes, but I can still see it. Thankyou Lord. amen
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 13:08:54 +0000
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