LIGHTBEARER: 🔆RADIANCE🔆
“So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord—who is the Spirit—makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image” (2 Corinthians 3:18 NLT).
Small, indistinct gray clouds loll around the horizon, crowning the terraced castle-like Grand Hotel. Suddenly they light up with orange-gold smiles as the sun kisses them “Good morning.”
I automatically burst into a grin at this glorious God-wink to start my day. Even though I had to get up before the alarm jangled to get to see this, it was a treasure not to be missed.
There are always gunmetal clouds on the horizon of my life—health setbacks, relationship challenges, time deficits, aging hiccups. I can focus on them and miss the sparkling way God sends me messages of his great love. My rosebush budding in December. A reconnection with a friend. A phone call from loved one. The splendid rise of a supermoon.
It’s in our openness to the whispers of the still small voice of the Holy Spirit that the veil is lifted and we can grasp and radiate the tenderness of the Lord to others.
PRAYER: RADIANCE
“So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord—who is the Spirit—makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image” (2 Corinthians 3:18 NLT).
Small, indistinct gray clouds loll around the horizon, crowning the terraced castle-like Grand Hotel. Suddenly they light up with orange-gold smiles as the sun kisses them “Good morning.”
🔆I automatically burst into a grin at this glorious God-wink to start my day. Even though I had to get up before the alarm jangled to get to see this, it was a treasure not to be missed.
There are always gunmetal clouds on the horizon of my life—health setbacks, relationship challenges, time deficits, aging hiccups. I can focus on them and miss the sparkling way God sends me messages of his great love. My rosebush budding in December. A reconnection with a friend. A phone call from loved one. The splendid rise of a supermoon.
It’s in our openness to the whispers of the still small voice of the Holy Spirit that the veil is lifted and we can grasp and radiate the tenderness of the Lord to others. 🔆
PRAYER: Our faces are radiant when we look to the Lord. Let us reflect his glory to others. AMEN
A beautiful writing! Thank you for sharing!