Sunshine Through the Rain

Apologies to anyone who promptly attended the chapel today expecting a hot drink and a warm welcome. The heavy rains were such that all three routes out of Barnoldswick were flooded and, not wishing to risk damaging the engine, I returned home and found my wellies. I walked the five miles, my laptop and books in a rucksack covered by a carrier bag, not arriving until 1.30. Every path had become a gutter, every field a quagmire, every lane a flowing river. Yet forty minutes into this slog and the black clouds parted and the sun shone through, to the accompaniment of a rainbow. I gratefully thanked God for His mercy and kindness. I guess that is the difference between the theist and the atheist; the latter sees all the goodness in creation, but has no one to thank.

Psalm 104:

O Lord my God, You are very great:

You are clothed with honour and majesty,

Who cover Yourself with light as with a garment,

Who stretch out the heavens like a curtain.

He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters,

Who makes the clouds His chariot,

Who walks on the wings of the wind,

Who makes His angels spirits,

His ministers a flame of fire.

-New King James Version