June 23, 2013 by JesstheMess
The cold morning seeped into the bones from the minute my feet hit the floor.
It has been a cold week this week, most of New Zealand in the clutches of a severe winter storm. The week started with flooding and ended with snow. Lots of snow. Dunedin, however, skipped most of it. Instead we have had days of bleak grey skies, rain, sleet, hail and more rain. None of it forming layers of pretty white stuff fit for playing in. Yes, there has been snow on the hilltops, but those largely hidden beyond the endless dreary clouds.
As the curtains opened I caught the first glimpses of what had been missing…
Looking out over Flagstaff the snow covered hilltop was bathed in LIGHT! Wonderful, bright, colourful light. How the heart delights to see such colours!
A trip outside with the camera discovered, North East Valley and Mt Cargill all bathed in this lovely warm glow.
It was only later, as I reflected on my joy at these colourful skies, that I realised why my heart was lifted. As the days of grey wore on, and news headings became tired, “chilly blast brings more misery,” a weariness sets in. A weariness that loses sight of hope and just plods on doing what is necessary to fight the chill in the bones and the constant piles of wet washing. The morning light brought hope of change, a hope of something better.
The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders;
where morning dawns, where evening fades,
you call forth songs of joy.
These wonders of the Lord, fill me with awe, and call forth praise. Yet, this morning, after a week lacking in light, I feel it more than ever. It makes me realise that sometimes it takes the dreary and the dark to help us really see the light.
Thank you Lord, for your wonders in the sky this morning.
Thank you Lord, for the dreary, dark and hard that makes my heart ready to see the light.
Thank you Lord, for your own dear Son, a light in a dark place.
I am filled with awe at ALL your wonders.
© J.Smith Photography and ‘illuminating the invisible’ (2012-2013).