When life’s demands send us to our knees, or lay us low with illness and fatigue, we receive all the help we need when we look beyond our current circumstances and look up to God.
In the realisation that we have no resources left we are thrown upon God’s mercy and grace, His unlimited strength, stable unchanging character and limitless love.
During the long summer days when I have been absent here, flat-out with fatigue and often too preoccupied to see more than is before me, I’ve found my greatest peace in knowing God has got me covered.
He has given me supernatural strength to care for my husband after his spinal surgery, and energy enough to take on some of the household tasks I usually need to leave in his capable hands.
Yes it’s been tough, really hard and challenging for this woman with M.E. I’ve ached to resume our normal routine again, because my husband’s recovery has been slow and support from others naturally lessened as the weeks went by.
I couldn’t write or be present on social media like I used to. My life shifted into a new gear, demanding all I could give and more besides.
But I always knew (and still do as things ease a little) God was with me, with both of us as we adapted to our challenging changing circumstances.
The cloud of God’s presence overshadows every moment, even as His radiance invites us to look for the glints of light peeking through our own clouds.
He sees all our days. They’re spread out before Him – a tapestry of grace in all its messy, tangled, colourful glory.
He paints beauty within the commonplace and yearns for us to see and sense it, too, those gentle footprints of His presence.
Some days I’ve looked up and watched the glory in the heavens. I’ve also caught a glimpse of things closer to home.
I’ve deliberately been trying to listen to my life, taking photographs of the beauty surrounding me, seeing things from a fresh perspective.
The poem below reveals the advantage of having a lofty perch mentally, if not physically…
A lofty perch
They hover on the brink
close to the edge where
talons meet tile.
Their plump grey plumage
mirroring cloud covering.
Eyes scan the horizon
for a soul mate
to share a lofty perch.
A close companion
become a pigeon pair.
And in the courtship dance
they bill and coo their way
upon life’s stage.
Entranced by heights
they stretch and fly
together now, soft dots
against bright curtain swag
of sun and sky
Friends, it’s good to be back to writing and sharing here again. I’ve really missed you! Thank you for your patience. Hope you like the new look. The header image is from an arty-style photo of mine taken this summer – an experiment in expressing creativity differently. What has God has been revealing to you this season? I’d love you to share in the comments below.🙂