I was reminded of this truth again Monday morning when flying to Austin. It was a grey, dreary day in Nashville. Low hanging clouds spitting a mixture of snow and sleet with temperatures in the 20s. The kind of day you don’t want to get out of bed. The kind of day that makes depression worse, or prompts a new depression all its own.
Sure enough, I got a text from a friend who has been going through a rough patch lately. It simply read, “Need prayer. Bad day.” I was in a meeting so I sent a quick response saying that I would. What I wished I would have done, was stepped out of the meeting, called him and explained that the sun is still shining. It’s always shining (even when you can’t see it).
The proof was only 7,000 feet away. As the plane took off from Nashville I was sitting in a window seat. Flying always makes me nervous but something about looking out the window brings peace. We rose up away from the ground and quickly into the low-handing clouds. The ride got a little bumpy as we went through the clouds and I thought, “Uh-oh. Will probably take a while to get through this mess.”
I was wrong. The trip through the clouds was only a few seconds and when we burst through the sun nearly blinded me. Turns out it was actually a beautiful day in Nashville. You just couldn’t see it from ground level. I thought about my friend and wished he could see things from this perspective.
The sun was still shining. It’s always shining. Though storm clouds may obscure its view from time to time, be hopeful. Beautiful days are coming.