God’s Love Is Like

I rolled over in bed early this morning, winced in pain being a human barometer, and glanced at the clock noting it was 5am.  I was glad to realize I’d gotten some sleep.

 

darkness

 

It was still dark outside and I realized it was pouring out.  As I listened to the noise of such heavy rain I heard something more.  I heard the beautiful sound of a bird singing. It was still pouring and my body still hurt but somehow it didn’t really matter.  God’s love is like that.

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