This week, we had some pretty hefty winds. I saw a picture that someone had taken of the middle of the winds. The current next to the ground was heading left, and the higher current is going right. The clouds in the middle are being blown by both currents.
I am amazed at how beautiful this is. The contrasting currents pull the clouds in opposite directions, making graceful curves and swirls. It couldn't be prettier if it had been sculpted.
Sometimes I feel like I am pulled in different directions. 10 different directions, to be exact. Every child has needs. The house has needs. My husband has needs. My church calling has needs. My kitchen has needs. Oh, and I need things too - how can I take care of everything? And all at the same time?
I often feel stretched thin and buffeted about. But maybe, from a different perspective, it makes lovely swirls and loops. Maybe God is making beauty out of my chaos after all.