Yesterday we had one of those cold, windy all day rains that, for me, always mark the end of Fall. It was a beautiful day, though. The season's oranges, yellows, and reds vividly popped out against the gray sky.
Everywhere I went, people grumbled about the weather. Except for Jeanie. I sat at her kitchen table with her looking outside, and she said: "I've always loved days like this. My husband and I often would head out with our cameras on days like this. It's so beautiful."
She could see what so many could not.
God's love is like that: a bright spot of hope in the midst of life's storms for those who (as Scripture says) "have eyes to see".
Lord, give me an open heart to see you everywhere. Mother Teresa
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