The Space In Between

 

As a storm tried its best to form this afternoon, the sky was magnificent. The stark contrasts of light and dark were dramatic, as was the image of these clouds. I had to focus on just what I was seeing in the western sky.

First was the tree line, rich and green. Then the dark clouds, low on the horizon, rising like a forested mountain range silhouetted against what appeared to be a window of light. But the light clouds reminded me of Niagara Falls, roaring away and whipping up great columns of mist. It was a mesmerizing vision.

I could not help but think how this multi-layered image was a reminder that things are not always as they first appear. Things and situations are often more complicated than first glance might lead us to believe. But most of all, this moment reminded me that creation itself is a constant reminder of the presence of God in our lives.

The Psalmist writes, “Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, you are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty, covering yourself with light as with a garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent. He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters; he makes the clouds his chariot; he rides on the wings of the wind; he makes his messengers winds, his ministers a flaming fire. He set the earth on its foundations, so that it should never be moved. ...”

I am grateful for the beauty of this day that seemed torn between calm and storm, between darkness and light. So much of life is lived in such spaces, and it is good to be reminded that, even there, there is beauty. It is good to be reminded that, even there, there is God.

Peace.