It wasn’t so long ago that you were mired in that old stagnant life of sin. You let the world, which doesn’t know the first thing about living, tell you how to live. You filled your lungs with polluted unbelief, and then exhaled disobedience. We all did it, all of us doing what we felt like doing, when we felt like doing it, all of us in the same boat. It’s a wonder God didn’t lose his temper and do away with the whole lot of us. Instead, immense in mercy and with an incredible love, he embraced us. He took our sin-dead lives and made us alive in Christ. He did all this on his own, with no help from us! Then he picked us up and set us down in highest heaven in company with Jesus, our Messiah.
I took these pictures on my morning commute in the order I present them below. Notice the clouds slowly creeping in.
OK, this last one would have been awesome — the Cascades off to the left, Mt. Rainier dead ahead, possibly some sailboats out there — except by the time I got across the bridge, dark ominous clouds had rolled right in. I saw an increasing number of bicyclists in neon yellow rain jackets, always a good predictor of rain. I, in my shorts, jersey, and sleeves, hurried the last few miles from the I-90 bridge to work under lowering clouds — clouds had already started obscuring the tops of Seattle’s skyscrapers — but no actual rain caught me.
I’m just hoping that tonight I’ll be able to tell the same “cloudy but dry” story.