Today was a fairly good day at work. But it was also a day of personal revelation, which wasn’t so good. It never feels good to be rebuked regardless if it was necessary or not. It kinda felt like this storm that rolled into the evening. Explosive, churning, a little bit scary, (a lot of sad), and it seemingly came out of nowhere.
I stopped along my way home to take pictures. It was beautiful but the pictures don’t capture the fury within those fast moving clouds.
Storms have a way of cleaning things up a bit, both in the air and on the earth. Rebuking is also cleansing, when done in love, for all parties concerned. I know I was rebuked in love. That I am certain of. And that is all that matters.
Have a great Friday. ♥️