As tears filled my eyes and irritation mounted, I looked outside and saw the beautiful sun rising. It was time for a little protecting my peace time with my Poppa. I watched the golden hues of the rays spraying out over the clouds above it and heard my Poppa whisper breathe daughter, just breathe; it’s all going to be alright. I’m not sure what you are facing today, but your Father is shining through the clouds. A ray of sunshine when it seems darkest. Just breathe, it’s going to be alright! 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
