THE PAST MONTH has brought to Louisiana what old-timers call “frog-stranglin” weather. It seems we’re experiencing one long, torrential rainstorm after another. On days like these, as I make my morning drive to work under dark, foreboding skies , I succumb a little too quickly to feeling gloomy― and I have trouble really “living.” Instead, I find myself merely “existing” from one day to the next until the warm sunny days return.

What helps lighten my heart is remembering that the Lord is my “fountain of Life.” After all, He has breathed more than just everlasting existence into my soul. Real living, like prayer and worship, requires active participation on my part― not a passive surrender to whatever the day holds.

When I sing the words, “This is the day that the Lord hath made; I will rejoice and be glad in it,” I remember that my God makes every day . . . not just the sunny ones, but the stormy ones, as well.

Each day― whatever condition, whatever situation― affords a renewed opportunity for me to honor my Father and to acknowledge Him as the true source of life.