March 23

It rained last night and into the wee hours of the day, so when I arose this morning and parted the curtains I expected to find gray skies.

But rather than the gloom that my mind predicted, I saw this instead.

Sometimes, when I'm in the midst of difficult or challenging circumstances, my expectations will shrink, so to speak; I'll assume that dark clouds will always accompany the rain. I will, in short, place limitations on God and stop expecting miracles or even just plain old good things.

So today I'm grateful for the encouragement to always look for blue skies, even when logic says they should be grey.