Look up at the heavens and see; gaze at the clouds so high above you . . . Do you know how the clouds hang poised, those wonders of him who is perfect in knowledge?
~ Job 35:4-6; 37:15-17
Sounds of tree frogs and crickets dominated the twilight. Slowly, we were enveloped by darkness as another day yielded to night. Before it was lights out, Sandy and I spent a few minutes with our head tilted back watching clouds race eastward across the sky. Still visible on the southern horizon were massive billows stacked up for thousands of feet -- their western edges picked up the final rays from the setting sun -- reflecting soft, beautiful, pastel colors. God's glory is never far away.
We looked up . . . we gazed . . . we stood quietly . . . we were filled with wonder.