Saturday, March 15, 2008


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.


  1. Bill, Bill, Bill...this is Rock. What in the world are you on??? Your blog comments gave me a flashback to my starry-skies days of the early 70's.
    Just kidding...great to talk with you on the phone the other day...thanks for thinking of me...again :-). Love ya man. Rock

  2. It was great to talk to. I admire your courage. Your metal was tested and you passed with flying colors! Let me know how the future is shaping up.