I always sit in the same chair for my morning devotion, looking out of the window up at the sky. I notice on overcast mornings there are tiny blue gaps in the grey clouds. It seems as if God is trying to get through the greyness of my wandering mind.
I have to confess that while praying my mind does wander and I think of everything except my God. These tiny blue pockets of blueness bring my mind back to why I am there. God pierces through my blanket of wayward thoughts and brings me back to Himself.