The earth spins and the seasons spin with it. The unfolding of a flower, the inviting songs, sounds, smells of spring putting on beautiful display His handiwork. Whatever season of life we are in, God’s hand is always in it. We can be warped by our worry, shaped by our fears or we can open our eyes and see His hand.

He is always there; we are more or less aware of Him depending upon the condition of our hearts.

He leads us faithfully and guides us along paths of peace. We may or may not have taken the paths , but He is always leading us to places of trust, because faith pleases Him most, to moments where our belief in Him is revealed.

There’s nothing easy about life except His yolk, His grace, His presence… He eases our fears as we learn to fear nothing but Him.

The sun ducks in and out of the clouds, and we go through times like that too. One moment basking in His obvious presence, another moment His presence seems to be hidden from our view. Whether the Son beams bright to us or shines just enough to illuminate our path, no matter, He is still there! We are not a forsaken people, but a people shrouded with heavenly grace and power. There is no shrinking back among His people, because faith fills us up with strength and makes His invisible hand obvious.

If you look carefully you might see the Artist at work. His invisible hand painting a visible picture and the only word to describe it is grace.