The rains come.  And sometimes it just keeps coming and we wonder if we will be washed away or blown away by the storms.

And then the sun breaks through and blue appears in the clouds.  And we sigh relief.

I raise the shades and throw open the doors and receive the sun, its welcome warmth.  And I smile.

In every life there comes rain and sunshine.  Both are needed for growth.  All sun will make a dessert. All rain will produce a flood.  But both together, working their beauty, will give us trees and grass and flowers and birds and bees and more than we could imagine.

God is in His heaven and all is right with the world because the earth is the Lord’s and all of its fullness.  He is there in sunshine and in the rain.

All is well.  And all will be well.

Sunday grace.