Sometimes the story behind the photo is more beautiful than the picture itself.

Without any understandable explanation, my day started out with me feeling overwhelmed, unworthy, selfish, and if I'm brutally honest feelings of being unloved. I was on my knees taking these feelings to my ultimate Counselor. Even still, I felt so "full". I made my way out the door to face the world with a mask on so no one would think I was weak or that I wasn't in control. And as I was in traffic I rode by a pasture that God had lit up just the right way. I went out of my way to turn around and park my car to try and capture the moment. It was like a little therapy session. An overwhelming reminder that I am not in control but He is. I AM weak but that His strength is sufficient.
This picture doesn't do justice to the beauty that God painted this morning. Just like this world doesn't do justice to the promises we have in Him.