You know what I love to look at? The clouds.

They are fluffy. Sometimes, they look like cotton candy, although I’m 99% positive that they taste nothing like it.

They can be so purely white or they can be beautiful hues of orange, purple, pink, etc.

Growing up in the countryside of New England, one of my favorite pastimes was going outside, laying on the trampoline and staring up at the sky. On the trampoline, I would imagine if I could just jump higher and higher that maybe I could get close enough to touch a cloud.  I loved trying to decipher what each cloud could be.

There may have been an elephant, an old man snoring, a dragon and so many more intriguing cloud shapes seen within mere minutes of each other.

Yesterday, the dark thunderstorm clouds rolled in after work. I barely made it into the gym without catching a few raindrops on my shoulder. Once back home, even with the window blinds closed, I could tell the thunderstorm was over as the sky lit up with an amazing golden hue. I was itching to go outside and watch the clouds swirl and work their way around the vast sky. I jumped into my car and headed to an area nearby that I knew would have a stunning view of the sky. Once I put the car in park, I put on some worship music, pulled out my Bible and a mini notebook and looked up to the sky waiting and watching to see how God would transform the clouds.

I’ve missed looking up and watching the clouds.

I don’t want to miss them anymore.

I have been so caught up in frivolous things that don’t matter that I haven’t taken the time to block out the noise. The noise of doubt, fear, confusion, comparison, social media…

I don’t want to be numb to the noise any longer.

I never want to stop getting excited about the beautiful clouds, lightning bugs, or any other part of God and His creation.

Ps. 19:1

“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.”

God’s beautiful creation is all around us. Why not spend a moment or two enjoying it?