Hazy City

Haze settled on the city, promising another blazing hot day. The front lawn had a sprinkling of brown straw that could not be quenched with the sprinkler, it needed the rain, an intense summer storm to pour forth from the clouds. 

Haze settled into my heart. My to do list played through my mind. Putting it all onto a list and counting up the hours, it was too much to accomplish within one day. An extra cup of coffee could not clear my foggy brain. 

Devotions. Bible reading was not found on my check off list. I clicked into my Bible ap, the chapter I am slowly memorizing. Psalm 18. The Lord is my rock. The sky parted and the rain poured forth. It soaked and saturated my day, returning the grass to green, the flowers to their bright brilliance, and then the yellow sun shone in the clear blue sky. 

Hard work. Clear mind. God’s purpose. His will and not my own. I’ve got this, better yet, He’s got this day. 

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6 thoughts on “Hazy City

  1. Nice, I’m glad it rained for you! My 3rd-5th grade Bible class and I have been memorizing Psalms 119:97-105. But I love the Psalms about the Lord being my rock, my redeemer, my savior, my fortress, my very present help…..

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    • Hi Caroline.

      I believe this should have been sent to you. That’s 3 times today that WordPress has sent me someone else’s comments. I hope you get this all right. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Debbie: from sistersreachout.com [?]

      On Thu, Jun 25, 2015 at 8:28 PM, Beautiful Life with Cancer wrote:

      > The Gospel of Barney commented: “It is bone dry out here like me right > now!”

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