Cottony white, puffy clouds were dotting the azure backdrop of sky. I watched from the porch a few minutes, pausing to take in the peace and beauty.

Suddenly those beautiful solid looking clouds that appeared so compact began to fray at the edges. The appearance was as if something were tugging at the outsides, pulling at the edges. The main parts of the clouds, the core, stayed intact.

Frayed. What has happened to me when I appear to 'have it all together'; while looking 'solid' the edges begin to visibly fray. That's when it's definitely time for me to get back to basics, take some time to check priorities and take an inventory, a spiritual re-evaluation.

I may become frayed from time to time, yet I won't unravel all the way with Christ at the core. Circumstances and people may pull on the edges, but frayed won't turn into a terminal condition.

That's good news.

© Sally I. Kennedy 
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