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Eclipse

Source: skyandtelescope.com


And when the night falls and we cannot see,
He will bring light, when the time’s right for you and me.

Jon Bloom, an excellent writer for Desiring God, reminded me of the beauty of the eclipse: The shadow of the moon against it does not stop the bright and burning sun and so, the darkness in our heart and minds in times of despair does not mean that the Lord is not present.

We may perceive His presence less in times of despondency, and even worse, we may not feel it at all. The obstruction of our mind's "moon" may prevent the warmth of His love from filling our hearts.

But we are to be reminded the eclipse is for a moment. The dark night eventually rolls on into dawn and light shines upon us. Jon Bloom, in this article where he writes the quote above, shares with us how God assured Him of His presence and answered his (Jon's) cries when he was groping for some meaning in his dark times.

God is always near. Sometimes, we need to pray for His help for our darkness to turn to day, for our moon to move out of way of the brightness of His unfailing love.

Please read the article to gain insight on how God answered Jon in his dark days.

P.S. I will be sharing various articles that I have found very uplifting on my blog. Please feel free to comment with any related articles so we can encourage each other!

Love,

FeyVored


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