Soul Snack 8/100 ... Divine Stealth
With the stealth of The Divine an all enveloping mist rolled effortlessly through the valley.
As the new sun peeked over the horizon, its rays silently examined the rolling mist.
The verdant pastures of well watered farm land now shrouded in a listless white.
A quiet, benign and safe capture was yet again being executed by The Almighty.
No human eye could see far as this fog descended. Yet curiously, while all had freedom of movement, they were also being captured. They could move, they could think, but they could not see - although alert and capable, their lives now briefly stilled. God had surrounded His farmers yet again. Their grass watered, their herds fed.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Psalm 19:1
The fogs and mists of life, the clouds of misunderstood relationships, the storms of received and given selfishness mixed with the drivenness of desire all conspire to blind us to the goodness of The Almighty that surrounds us today.
Unlike my mists which may obscure God, His mists will continue His work for me.
In my mists and fogs His stealth will continue His work. He will silently approach me and water me with His goodness. I might not see this too well at the time. I may be busy trying to move around. But, when the mists lift there will only be my well being as its residue. Look with faith-filled eyes for His residue, ponder His kindness - it is there!