What a beautiful mess this is.

I am back home for the month. The outlook is bleak. Even in the midst of all the things I dislike about being here, I am determined to find beauty. This picture is just up the gravel from my house and while it captures the dreariness that seems to be consuming my complacency, there is something majestic about it. There is so much promise. In this little bit of beauty, I am determined to find a way to be content. This is a season of peace on earth and joy. I want that in my own heart. I have been given so much. Even on the bleak days, my soul contains a perfect peace. I just need to figure out how to coax it into this dreary little world.