A few years ago I paid a visit to my native state of Washington.
The day I drove to the airport to return home was, even for Washington, especially dark and dreary. The cloud cover was thick and dense and almost black, and so low that I felt it was pressing my face down into a frown.
We boarded and the plane took off, and as it ascended it broke through the clouds---into blazing, brilliant white light, into heat and warmth, and into a view that went on forever! It literally took my breath away. I’m sure I audibly gasped at the drastic change.
When my eyes adjusted and I caught my breath again, I looked out the window, down to the ground below. Through the breaks in the clouds I could see cars driving and people going through their day.
It struck me how we live much of our lives under a cover of clouds, with limited vision, and sometimes in chilly dreariness.
I’ve never forgotten this experience. It helps me remember that though life seems dark and dreary, and we cannot see afar off,
that not very far away, not far at all, is the light and truth and glory of God, the warmth of His love, and a view of eternity.
So look up! and see what's really there.
“We will see that mortal things mattered so little, and eternal things mattered much more than even the most faithful imagined.”
--Neal A. Maxwell
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3 comments:
I always feel that same way when I fly. I love how it tweaks my perspective. It's just so hard to see clear of things when we're in the middle of the dark and gloomy parts. I do take comfort in knowing that the "weather" always changes and that my vision is limited.
If I look up, I won't see the sticky floor in my kitchen, the toys and couch cushions spread from one end of the house to the other, or Ethan covered in marker! I guess I need to Look Up more often!!
I remember you telling me that story once before, and I've tried to take it to heart. I don't always think of it as looking up, but I do try to remember that there is a silver lining to those dark, gray clouds and that there are breaks where we can glimpse the sun if we're paying close attention. It was a very good life lesson, and one I'm glad to be reminded of now.
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