MYSTERY & MAJESTY IN THE CLOUDS

While we are, in the most realistic and literalistic sense, looking at an aerosol comprising a visible mass of minute liquid droplets or frozen crystals, or clouds— I believe when we look up to the sky, we are looking for and at something much more significant, mesmerizing, and meaningful than mere nephology. 

Surely, there are those who look at the sky and get carried away with the science behind how those “beautiful, white, puffy things” got there, but there is more to the spectacle of the sky than science.

The sky holds a treasure unlike many other venues of nature, especially in the sense that we have to look up in order to see the sky. In a sense, that majestic, gigantic blue ceiling of our planet alludes to what is “out there,” beyond our comprehensible imagination. And most naturally, the human race has the most developed sense of curiosity; we carry in our design the means of asking the most in-depth, philosophical, and psychological questions of any other race. Therefore, looking to the sky– as if answers will fall on us like sweet skittles–is a particular act of hope that the human spirit recognizes we want there to be more than this. This notion innocently tinkers with the idea that we hope for the sky— and all those mysterious clouds— to be, in the least, a metaphorical doorway we simply can’t walk through yet, but which represents all the opportunity, mystery, and majesty of what lies beyond this life.

THE GLORY OF JESUS’ RETURN

“Then will appear the sign of the Son of Man in heaven. And then all the peoples of the earth will mourn when they see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of heaven, with power and great glory.” (Matthew 24:30)

This verse is my hope when I look to the clouds. I admire the clouds as I appreciate the blueprint of the way God Almighty fidgets with it every day, and I will appreciate His decoration for my eyes tomorrow–but I most look forward to seeing Jesus coming back from the clouds of Heaven with a much more glorifying presence.

Looking to the sky, I have admiration for the beauty of this world, and an appreciation for the marvel of this lifetime while I am still here to appreciate it.  There is no need to rid ourselves of our admiration for creation — after all, God’s first creations on Earth were the water and the land, after the light of day. However, we would take a liking to His early work without getting stuck thinking this is the culmination: this is merely a foreshadow. I’m keeping my eyes on the clouds, excitedly awaiting the second most exciting, significant event in human history: Jesus returning to take his Kingship over the world.

What are you looking at when you see the sky? What is your hope today?

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