Sometimes I choose to stroll through shadows - rehearsing the things gone wrong, regretting the mistakes of the past, dreading those things looming in some future place. If, instead, I choose to step out into the light and see with "other" eyes - those eyes He offers me - I see the miracles all around me. And oh the peace that comes from knowing He is there.
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow." James 1:17