clouds

Yesterday we had a sky-full of gorgeous clouds.  The sky, itself, created a perfect deep blue canvas for the cotton white shapes to be painted upon.  The artist must have been of the "abstract" school because you really couldn't discern specific objects but the shapes were dramatic and suggested castles and ships and rocky cliffs.  Of course to appreciate the cloud art you had to pause in your busy day and take a break from all the critically important things you were doing.  Then you had to crane your neck and head upward and take in the scene.  But it seemed worthwhile to do that because the great sky painter had certainly fashioned a ceiling that certainly rivaled the Sistine Chapel.  Of course one difference is that Michelangelo painted his ceiling from his back, looking up...while the artist of the sky has a "top down" approach.  After several days of solid cloud, overcast skies the blue and white of yesterday's heavenly show was especially appreciated.  I suppose it's good to get into the practice of enjoying the clouds.  One day I believe we'll see the Artist, Himself, ride into our world on them.  Who knows, perhaps that cloud will look something like a chariot!

 

Revelation 14:¹⁴ Then I looked, and behold, a white cloud, and on the cloud sat One like the Son of Man, having on His head a golden crown, and in His hand a sharp sickle. ¹⁵ And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to Him who sat on the cloud, "Thrust in Your sickle and reap, for the time has come for You^[i] to reap, for the harvest of the earth is ripe." ¹⁶ So He who sat on the cloud thrust in His sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.

 

blessings,

Rob Smith