I’m slowing being restored, my broken pieces are being placed in their rightful place.
I have peeked through the fog, and am now passing through it.
I am ready for it to be behind me and not look back.
I’m ready for all the color of life, the dark and smudged portions of my portrait to be clear and bright.
Although these times that try the soul are unwelcome, the thankfulness and appreciation for life it does provide. We can see past the time stealers of lesser value and focus of the true meaning of our existence.
The Lord is good and His love endures forever!