Joy to Rise

Dawn breaks and darkness falls this morning.

Tears well, threaten to spill.

In thankfulness can I find seeds of joy?

Draw my eyes from dark to Light, it is even possible when the sun, obscured by clouds leaves a layer of frost, crisp dew on the grass and leaves which lay softly on the ground?

In a world in the depths of winter, I am looking for signs of spring -

hope to spring forth,

joy to rise.

Do I run, bury the feelings deep within or do I trust, stand and allow my God to carry me?

And is it really a choice?!

I tell myself God is in this - for it is Truth.

But in the midst of nothing the challenge is to trust, to believe what you know even when it feels hopeless.

For feelings lie. They twist and turn and take root but what is True is so much bigger than feelings, than darkness, than nothing - yet I struggle and doubt and fail to fully trust the One who holds me in His hands.