Early yesterday evening we spotted puffy clouds with the gorgeous blue sky as a backdrop. The clouds were painted orange by the low hanging sun. It occurred to me that clouds usually block the sun, but last night they became a canvas for its brilliance. And so our problems and trials and issues are clouds that can often block, or interfere, with our joy. But, viewed differently, they become the canvas for the Son to display His brilliance.
Psalm 103:13-14 The Lord is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him. For he knows how weak we are; he remembers we are only dust.