soul
Clouds of winter rush by ushering in threats of rain and colder weather. The chill outside embraced by the humid air seems to cut to the bone. Wood stacked and secure offers solace as it waits to be stoked in the old cast iron stove. In the early morning hours reflections of challenges past and blessings embraced serve as nourishment for this soul hungry for the day ahead. When efforts have fallen short or desires have over extended, grace has drawn us back securely in the arms of God’s love. In this quiet morning place, peace extends her warm embrace like a freshly woven blanket. Layered in the arms of grace, mercy, and peace, we are both clothed and armed for the day that lies ahead. “Whatever my lot thou hast taught me to know; it is well, it is well with my soul.” (Horatio Spafford)