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Rainbows in the Midst of Rain

September 29, 2016

It's 7:45 am and I am waiting for my class to start but on my way to class this morning I realized how cold, rainy and gloomy today was going to be. But you know what? I am very happy this morning!

Lately, I have been learning what it means to really see the good in the bad. Otherwise, I become self-absorbed and dense.  That is not what I want and I'm sure you don't either. Then the question is, how do we see the good in the bad? Or as I like to put it, the rainbows in the midst of rain?

We have all have those moments where our lives seem like we have a rain cloud following us around. That rain cloud is Satan trying to show us all the bad things about our lives. However, there is a rainbow to bring us light and that is Christ.

I never paid attention to the fact that God is a source of goodness and light through every trial of my life. I should have paid more attention to the fact when I was throwing my pity party about being single. That's when I realized something else as well.

I am trying to find the things of this world to fill my life and it will not work. Why I don't know this, I don't know. But I had a friend remind me of that and for that I am forever grateful.

My life is filled with Christ and this morning I got ready for myself. Not because of anyone else or trying to make other people like me but because I wanted to for me. My worth is found in Christ and to him I am perfect.

Why wouldn't I find rainbows in the midst of rainclouds knowing that?

Where are your rainbows in the rain?

xoxo,
Em

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