SONshine ☀️

This past Sunday, I sat on the front porch with a cup of coffee, listening to the quiet rhythm of the winter storm loosening its grip. Snow melted and slid from the roof, trickling down the drain and onto the porch as I watched it happen in real time.

Like every morning, on today I opened the blinds downstairs to let the sunlight pour into the house.

As I opened the windows facing the back, I noticed the snow still lingering, untouched and unmelted, hidden away where the sun rarely reached.

The contrast between the front and back of the house stopped me in my tracks. One side warmed, softened, and slowly renewed. The other remained cold and unchanged. It made me think about my heart posture.

"What is the posture of my heart during this season?"

I define heart posture as how I show up in everyday life, regardless of whether I am in a season of ease or a season of challenge.

In every season, I want my heart posture to be facing the sun. Warm, soft, and constantly renewed.

As I have grown in age and wisdom, I have learned that hard seasons are inevitable. I have sat under teachings that suggested if you walk the straight and narrow path, you will avoid the snow, the ice, the cold winds of life.

But nowhere in Scripture do I find that promise.

What I do find is reassurance, that as I walk through the valley, God is with me. So I choose to face the sun. I choose to look toward the hills from where my help comes. There is no season of life I want to walk through without my face turned toward the Son, allowing His light to gradually melt what I am carrying, even when the cold still lingers.