You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, to the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. Oh Lord, my God, I will give thanks to you forever. Psalm 30.11-12 . I begin to see glimpses of this.
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First, the gathering clouds, grey at first, rapidly turning dark and ominous, billowing to great heights; lightning and thunder, great torrents of water and finally, complete darkness as black and foreboding as a moonless, starless, midwinter midnight. This, you've all been through, and have survived intact, still standing, bowed a little from the weight of the grief, but still standing.
Now, blessedly, the clouds have become a dull grey cover with small bits of sunlight stabbing at the darkness. Soon the sun will brighten, bringing forth a few blossoms, along with the honey bees and other lovers of the blooms. Until then, stand close together, lean on one another, trust in God and your own faith, and most importantly, remember to follow your own advice and dance in the soft autumn rain. I mean, take off your shoes, go outside and dance in the rain. The effort will bring you a bit closer to the state of “Morning Glory and Evening Grace” – and Nieuwy will enjoy the dancing.
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First, the gathering clouds, grey at first, rapidly turning dark and ominous, billowing to great heights; lightning and thunder, great torrents of water and finally, complete darkness as black and foreboding as a moonless, starless, midwinter midnight. This, you've all been through, and have survived intact, still standing, bowed a little from the weight of the grief, but still standing.
Now, blessedly, the clouds have become a dull grey cover with small bits of sunlight stabbing at the darkness. Soon the sun will brighten, bringing forth a few blossoms, along with the honey bees and other lovers of the blooms. Until then, stand close together, lean on one another, trust in God and your own faith, and most importantly, remember to follow your own advice and dance in the soft autumn rain. I mean, take off your shoes, go outside and dance in the rain. The effort will bring you a bit closer to the state of “Morning Glory and Evening Grace” – and Nieuwy will enjoy the dancing.
Blessings to you all.
Burgie
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