Count Your Blessings #119 – Stupendous Skies

Morcombe Bay Looking MoodyThis time of year brings with it wonderful sunrise skies in my part of the world. If I get the timing right my morning walk is spent gazing into the skies and watching the colour and light change minute by minute. Starting with deep dark purples the colour builds to vibrant reds, settles into golden oranges, finishing with the a combination of cloud and blue that tells me I’m in Lancashire. I start my journey in darkness seeing little more than the outline of people and objects as I pass them by, I finish my walk in full colour with the light bouncing off the morning dew and frost.

What a Beautiful SkyMy job involves me taking short flights up and down England on quite a regular basis. I love having a window seat and watching the cloud formations. The shapes and structures are fascinating. I wonder at what the conditions were that made a cloud form in a particular shape and why it all looks so solid. Why do they form such straight lines? How far have they travelled? How long will they last?

I’m currently on a train travelling into London, it’s morning. The sky has changed several times already. At the moment the sky is a light yellow, the sun is breaking it’s way through mist and is starting to driving away the frost. The patches of white on blue look like someone has come along with two sponges covered in white and blue paint and splattered them randomly across the sky.

Assending GrassmoorWhen I walk in the mountains I sometimes get the feeling that I am going up into the sky. Ascending into another realm, stepping out of the day-to-day and into the world above. I want to stay on the top and bath in it.

Sometimes when the sky is blue I like to lie on my back and just soak it in.

The writer of the proverbs said this:

Three things amaze me,
   no, four things I’ll never understand—
      how an eagle flies so high in the sky,
      how a snake glides over a rock,
      how a ship navigates the ocean,
      why adolescents act the way they do.

Proverbs 30

I know what he means.


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