A sunny day today...on Sunday. It seemed so fitting. Yet I live like I'm walking around in stream of endless Mondays.
The Light hit everything, everywhere, and on days like this when the veil of clouds is rolled back and we are bathed in that light all day long, it's like we are made new-- refreshed, restored, reminded of the goodness of life. And I think too, reminded of the hope that even when we walk around in darkness, the Light of the Lord is stronger, is chasing after us, is bathing us in undeserved graces with blinding fury, with relentless pursuit, with tireless energy. He will, and he is, making all things new.