God In The Clouds
Jan can do something that I cannot. To be completely fair, she is better than me at many things. There just happens to be one that is the focus of this post.
In fact, it’s not just her that is better than me. Our kids followed in her footsteps. They aren’t just better than me. I can’t even do it.
What is it?
I don’t see shapes in clouds.
I really don’t even notice clouds unless they are getting dark. I don’t even know the old saying about red sails in the morning. Is that the sailor’s warning?
We can be driving along and Andrew (or Jan or Lauren) will start talking about everything he has seen in the clouds. I usually glance at them, but rarely see anything.
It’s as though the clouds are always there, drifting along, looking down on us without many of us giving them a thought.
Is it much different with God in our lives?
God is there. He has us all surrounded, everywhere at once. We act as though He is just drifting around, lighting occasionally, but generally staying out of the way.
Instead, the Lord is involved more than most of us can tell, just like the clouds. We don’t notice the clouds much until they become dark enough to rain. We too don’t pay much attention to Him until the rain, the storms, begin to show up.
I guess I was wrong. I can see something in the clouds just like my family. I can see the Lord when I look at them, when I consider the clouds. That shouldn’t surprise me since He created them.
Can you see shapes in the clouds? How about the Lord? Where else can you unexpectedly see God?