With the Rain Came...

For the past two months I've felt so up in the air

and my vision has looked like this.

Ironic, because during that time there was no rain.

With the rain came joy

With the rain came peace

Balance is restored

and the world looks brighter

I put the "job situation" in God's Hands,

so trust that teaching at LLE in Evansville, 

even with the reduction in my position,

is where I am supposed to be.

Face to the Sun

This has been a week that has challenged the peace I had been resting in.
Thoughts like thistles pierce my calm.
Weeds entangle and threaten to choke life from me.

Yet flowers,
Even flowers that are considered weeds,
Turn their face to the sun.

So I take a deep breath
And turn my face to the sun.
I listen to songs that feed may soul,
iChat a request for prayer,
and receive assurance in a passage of God's Word.

I turn my face to the sun
To the One
Who is strong enough