As a little girl, my eyes would look skyward and wondered what heaven was like. My sister was there and I often would daydream playing with her in the clouds. Wouldn’t it be fun to jump from one fluffy, white cloud to the next? My smile spreads, knowing our experience would totally be fun. I’m not sure what heaven will look like, but nature’s beauty gives me a glimpse of God’ handiwork.
This morning, the heavens came down and I was able to touch the sky. The wispy fog brushed across the fields, over the road, and into my memory. Grabbing my camera, I snapped a picture to hold on to the moment. Personally, I like to think my sister was waving from the clouds, bringing me a smile once again.