I found this recently. I wrote it September 25, 2007.
Cold rain poured from the sky creating the most spectacular gray mist as it hit the hot ground. Trees were greener, grass was greener, but everything else was cast in gray. Beautiful gray.
I couldn't help but smile as I stood barefoot sipping my coffee while still in my pajamas-it's the first time in a long time that I had absolutely no where to be. The smell of autumn moving in. The sound of thunder, rain hitting the wooden balcony, streaming through the metal gutters. Lightning stabbing the sky in the distance, quickly and precisely. Chill in the air.
This was created for me. This moment. The air, the trees, the unexpected beauty in the middle of a city. The extraordinary shades of gray.
Nothing compares to this humble realization. No problem defeats it. No confusion scrambles it. I cannot deny that my Father in Heaven loves me, knows me, and has a plan for me. It was as if He was letting me know to hold on; wait out the uncertainty. Be still in the knowledge that it's all under control.