Beautiful When It's Not

           Straining; I look through the ugly and unwanted, searching life's gray skies for hope. Surrounded and consumed by the gray and the dismal that is a stormy day…..one that will change in suprising ways.

             In the now gloomy valleys of a day defiance rises, and I am daring to believe good is still here, somewhere in this pouring rain among these endless setbacks falling heavy upon me. Here I carry on. Pushing, persisting still in spite of these hardships called storms that challenge me, drenching this soul to the point of ruin. I am not ruined though, only down in these moments and seasons where it's still beautiful, beautiful when it's not.

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