January 3

I was in our room crocheting and watching TV this afternoon when Adam came in, looked out the window, and noted that a bank of clouds had settled below the hills in the distance. To get a better look, we headed up to the deck in the yard.

I didn't stay up there long because it was a bit chilly, but the scene did make me remember an important truth. Sometimes, when we're in the thick of a storm and when troubles really press in on us, it can feel like there's no life beyond the clouds. 

But as this illustrates, there is. We just have to rise a bit higher --and maybe, in some cases, even just look up (and keep looking up and looking up and looking up...)-- to transcend our difficulties.