I love writing any day of the week, but Fridays are especially fun. My writing cohort, The Gypsy Mama, throws out a word and then our fingers feast for five minutes typing out whatever comes in our heads. This week’s word:
And here we go:
At times, life seems a bit crazy and the future… foggy.
With clouds looming heavily and darkness towering, visibility is next to zero.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
At least that’s what we’ve heard.
But peering through the darkness, our eyes strain.
Searching for any ray of hope that will reflect light.
Light that is more than a temporary solution.
And then He appears.
The One who created light.
The Light of the World.
The God of the universe who sheds light on our difficulties through the radiance of His Word.
He pours out his mercy and grace in volumes, reflecting rays of hope.
And so we have the opportunity…