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After the Rain


It was such a beautiful day, one in which I was glad I lived in California. Pouring myself a fresh coffee cup, I peaked out the window at the small hole framed by our trees and fence, catching a glimpse of the bright snow capped peak. The backyard tree was sputtering leaves as a small group of colorful, finch like birds hopped off and on every branch. They were so chirpy, and their colors lit up the tree with hues of yellow, orange, green, and blue. It would be a good day to ride up the hill. . .

I started out with the intention for pictures, so I added my camera bag onto my back. Right away, I felt weak; I hadn't ridden as much as I had before winter and the time change, and now was I losing the strength in my legs? My mind was all cluttered and seemed out of sync with the nicely, neat earth washed white from the the storms. Why does it seem there is never enough? Why no matter how hard that you work, there seems to be such incredible gaps; gaps that grow bigger and seem hard to fill. Why do I struggle with all that's unknown, fearful of long new roads before me? When will it end, how it will all play out? My mind's a lament, my heart full of tears. . .

But I kept on pedaling, taking my picture shots too. I kept thinking the higher I'll go, the better view that I'll find. I arrived at the top and made a discovery, the beautiful peaks were almost completely blocked out by green barren foothills. In fact, as I started back down I realized the view was much better from my own street as I could totally see the whole glorious range. That's when I realized how introspection can be my defeat, I can focus so much on just one aspect, on what I only see as facts. Yet, my Savior is gently reminding me in so many ways, His perspective is greater and broader than my eyes could ever see. He's got the full spectrum, the whole mountain range and more! It's always a matter of trust, do I trust Him in this? Do I trust Him today? My answer has got to be yes! So I pedal on one day at a time, and thank Him instead for these days after rain. . .

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