‘For everything there is a season; and a time for every matter under the sun’…..

Cloudy seasons come and go; we never know for how long they will hover. They touch us and grow us in ways that we cannot comprehend when they start. They are precious and necessary seasons that we often want to flee from; they can be painful and sometimes dark. We forget that amid these cloudy seasons, rays of sun boldly push through, calling to us; beckoning us to grasp hold and use them as inspiration to carry on.