The rain splatters against the kitchen window. Rivulets of water course down the pane, like winter tears.
The sky is gray and a sharp wind is blowing. This is a good day to be inside, but I keep getting drawn back to the window, to gaze out at the scene in my own front yard.
The seasonal lake, across the road, is flat like a mirror, on the brown farm soil.
Most would say that this is a “depressing’ day. Gray, cold, and wet.
And yet, I can’t help but think of how days like this are a lot like life.
Don’t we all have days that make us wonder “the why’s” ? Days that feel cold and barren? Seasons that seem so long…
Times when tears flow like the cold rain on the window…
I continued to stare out the window. Wondering. Thinking. Pondering.
I saw my rosebushes out front. Naked and dead looking, battered by the winter weather.
A reminder, really.
Those rosebushes were beautiful back in the summer. Red, gorgeous red. They made me smile.
And they will be again. Right now they are just waiting. Waiting for the moment to arrive.
To begin again.
We are a lot like those rosebushes. Sometimes the struggle is in the waiting. The sky seems gray and the winds are harsh.
The days of beauty seem so long ago…and the days ahead are unknown.
But, God knows. He already knows my (and your) future.
There is stillness and beauty in the waiting period, even when it seems like it might be better to rush through it.
Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD. Psalm 27:14 NIV
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