Broken Rainbow of Hope

Discouragement gripped cruel in the dark of morning- long before our colorful rooster began to crow.

Night can feel endless in this season.

Adrenaline storms are normal in this season of loving treasures from hard places.

I. Can’t. Do. This. On my own.

As I pled to my Shepherd for redemption strength and wisdom to face another day, I looked up towards the window… it seemed as if a rainbow had spilled from above.

Hope shimmered.

“…weeping may last for the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5

I sensed His love for us- not condemnation.

His love so pure- redeeming and making brokenness beautiful.

Just as the dust that clouds our air from cruel windstorms this week caused the morning explode with such astounding color, so our Shepherd takes brokenness- yours, mine and our children’s- and turns it into beauty. In Time.

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