Monday, October 12, 2009
Red Sky in Morning, Sailor
This was how it looked this morning before the sun came up. I was in my nightgown in the front yard when I took this picture or I would have been dancing out there. I have my fingers as well as my toes crossed for a good storm. One of my goals if they ever let people who live in Bakersfield is to be a weather spotter. I think that would be so cool. Living in California that is what I miss sometimes is a good storm.
Here is one of my favorite poems by Amy Carmichael
Thou are the Lord who slept upon the pillow,
Thou art the Lord who soothed the furious sea,
What matter beating wind and tossing billow
If only we are in the boat with Thee!
Hold us in the quiet through the age-long minute
While Thou are silent, and the wind is shrill;
Can the boat sink while Thou, dear Lord, art in it
Can the heart faint that waiteth on thy will?
I have always loved the words age-long minute. Because so many times I have had to wait at bedsides in that age-long minute, and after all of these years and I remember back, the Lord was always with me in it.
As He is today.