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Though I really try to look for and feel God’s light in my life, sometimes in my grief, it’s not there all the time. I do have moments, afternoons and blocks of time where it’s hard to see and feel that light.  I am grateful for the harder times in my life that have taught me to look for light. It is a blessing to me now… now that I am experiencing THE hardest time in my life…that I am already in the habit.

I saw some ‘light’ the other day coming back home from my walk.

We usually have zinnias that come up in our planters every summer. All I have to do is turn on the watering system and they grow. Easy. They reseed themselves every year. Easy… I love easy. Well… I didn’t even turn on the watering system this year. All I had to do was walk out and turn it on. I just didn’t do it. We had no zinnias this summer. But… on the way home from my walk, I noticed some zinnias growing by the garbage dumpster. I didn’t plant them. They just came up. Nobody watered them.  They wanted to grow there and, by golly, they did. It was a little bright, pink spot in my day…..some ‘light’ to let me know that God has not forgotten me and what makes me happy. I think it’s interesting that they grew right beside our garbage dumpster. What a contrast. Black, trashy, smelly stuff and then………..pink flowers. Light…. right next to darkness.

Light CAN be found…….even in the darkest of moments, afternoons and blocks of time.

God and His creations, His influence and His light are all around me. I just need to keep looking for it.

Written by Faye

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