Overcast

I knew God had not forsaken me. His word promised He never would. But I was looking at a cloudy, overcast sky, yet again, unable to find the sun. Its warmth absent. 

How was I supposed to know which way to go without it? 

There are seasons when we’re desperate in our search for God. To know His will and His direction. But we must resist the urge to run blindly this way or that. Instead, we need to stand still and wait patiently on the Lord. Bc eventually, those clouds will break and the glory of the sun will be revealed. An even if it’s just for a moment that a single ray penetrates the thickness, it’ll be enough to show the way. 

Hold on, these clouds will break!