Fingerprints of God

Rest is a funny thing. It is hard to balance rest in my life. Sometimes, like last spring, I had too much rest, and I felt lazy and useless. This summer rest has been an elusive friend as I fall into bed each night exhausted and must wake up before I am ready to be up.

I can't complain about not getting rest, as the things I am doing sort of fell into my lap and are providing wonderful ministry opportunities. They are also proving to me once again that God is faithful and will provide for his people.

Tonight, though, I had some time to sit outside on the deck and enjoy weather that was not too hot or humid. I read a book that I have wanted to read for awhile, and I just enjoyed the cicadas and the summer evening. For awhile I just sat and watched the clouds move. What do you see in these clouds?

I see a hand print, which of course puts a Steven Curtis Chapman song in my head.