Sometimes the whole world feels dark. These are the times when I'm thankful for friends like Aaron, who held up Moses' arms when he didn't have the strength to do it himself anymore. I read Job. And even though I usually have no words, I pray that it won't always be dark and hold onto the glimmer of hope that it won't be. Because even in the middle of January in Oklahoma, there are days like today when the sun comes out and it is 70 degrees outside.
(There is actually much more to this blog. Maybe someday I'll post the rest of it.)
