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A Personal Weather Report


I am musing about...

My "accu" or I should say my "acc-me" weather report                               


What a funny, mixed up day!

Cloudy. Sunny. Sunny with clouds. 

Cloudy with rain.

Raining while shining.

Do you ever have days like that in your own inner life?

Happy. Sad. Sad but joyful. Happy but crying.

Oh the fun of emotions. Changing. Down on its way up. Up on its way down.

Effected by news and events and sleep and diet and, yes....weather.

Our God. The same. Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Always there. Always caring.

Through rain or shine; His peace and presence and powerful grace are constant.

On that we can rely:)

He is the source of an inner peace that can help control our emotional barometer.

So rain on world! It is all okay because my God reigns on! By God's grace, I will shine on because His Son is always shining inside of me!

Some days I may shade it, not allow it to shine out in it's full glory. I let "me" get in the way.

Actually, more likely...such is the case at some point of time, most every day.

But what would the "accuweather" say about me?

Am I partly sunny? Partly cloudy? Or sunny with a chance or rain?

Lord, be my weathervane. May it point up to you and thus be steady. Not so affected by the winds of the times and the tell-tell ticks of the culture clock!

Jesus, you are my constant, my forever friend. A "fair weather friend" you are not. You are with me through life's storms and life's sunshine. You are the most understanding "me"-teorologists ever. You understand the heat waves and the times of high pressure. So, help me get me out of the way. For with you in my heart the forecast can always be full of the Son!




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