hint of a hope

It’s been rainy. And a little cooler. This morning was the first day I needed a thin sweatshirt on my bike ride.  I loved it.  Such a blessing after the hottest summer on record.  It wasn’t raining this evening, but the sky was thickly clouded still.  Sort of like my thoughts- and feelings.  It has seemed like almost everyone I have talked to lately has a really impossible situation to deal with.  Something honestly impossible.  The burden was too heavy to bear, as they stacked on top of each other in my mind.  However, while taking my very eager dogs on a long walk, I just rested my mind.  I observed life on the lake.  Watched for turtles.  Watched the birds.  And then saw this in the sky……..pink.

Not a sunset.  Not sun shining behind the clouds.  Just a hint of pink peeking through the midst of the clouds.  Kind of a soft shade of pink.  It didn’t really grow deeper. or larger.  Darkness soon overtook it.  But it was enough.  I could hear God whisper hope in my heart with that pink.  For each of the burdens I carried with me.  just a hint of hope.  a promise of a day without thick clouds.

Don’t ever forget – nothing is impossible with God.

Luke 1:37

“For nothing is impossible with God.”