Morning does come ... always. As sure as we are of the sun setting, so we are also sure of the sun rising again. Its the natural order of things, a divine order ordained by God. Sometimes when the sun sets and darkness approaches, we feel like its the end. The end of life as we know it, the end of light, the end of beauty, the end of lovely sun rays and sunshine ... the END! But the night has its own beauty, in the stillness and quietness there is rest from toiling in the sun, there's a certain calmness and coolness that helps you renew your strength as you brace yourself and plan for the next day. The night has its unique features, the chirping of the crickets, the buzzing of mosquitoes and the Owl hooting from a distance; the symphony that comes alive, when all is calm and quiet. Sometimes, not always, just sometimes, we fail to appreciate the beauty of the night. We long so much for morning, that we miss the coolness and quiet calm the night offers. We long to return to...
This is my story of finding God in the midst of mistakes. This is my story of GRACE, of all things beautiful and all things nice, of sorrows and tears, of joy and laughter, of globetrotting of course! Above all this is my story of the blessing of LIFE and how God helps us through it.