I pass through bands of light and shade each day; as the sun rises on Long Hollow, it casts shadows across the road before me on my morning walks, reminding me that even on the sunniest days there will be some darkness... but if I keep walking I'll once again stand in the sunlight.
Gray skies come and go, much the same way; when they stay too long, it's hard to imagine the sun will ever come out again.
But it always does. It always does!
And then, sometimes we're so busy soaking it up, that it becomes a forever thing in our minds, shoving the gray skies into the far recesses of our memories... we forget how long we had to wait for the sunshine - forget that we did, indeed, survive all of those rainy days. Perhaps found something beautiful in them, or at least spent those gray days doing things we wouldn't have done if the sun had been shining and calling to us, like reading a book or watching a good movie or finishing an indoor project.
I have many friends who are stuck in the shadows right now, unable to move forward into the sunlight, unable to even believe it's there, waiting.
I'm praying, hoping, and sending light their way today.
May we see after the rain, fair weather,
after the darkness, light...
- St. Cyprian of Carthage
