For, lo, the sun broke through the clouds
And all the air was bright;
The promise of forgiveness filled
Their damp, beleaguered sight.
They watched the clouds, wrung dry of rain,
Dissolving in mid flight
And praised the lord, not for rain’s cease,
But for the growing light.
Genesis 8:
2 Now the springs of the deep and the floodgates of the heavens had been closed, and the rain had stopped falling from the sky.
The light is ever present, even if we can't see it sometimes.
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