The Cloud

It seems to me that God is like a cloud which brings rain to cleanse and refresh the soul and at the same time blows our sails in directions sometimes unexpected.

Then when the rays, like fine fishing line, are cast down through the dark cover it is as if God is fishing for souls to bring to Himself.

This is the hope that I have in him – that He will draw Himself to me and me to Him.

Come Holy Spirit come: come as a cloud, come as the wind, and come as a Divine Fisherman. Jane