Clouds
Against the Yakima blue sky, the clouds are still touched with the pink of sunrise: puffy, billowy clouds floating lazily overhead. Some are giant, dark on the bottom. Others small like popcorn dotting the sky.
These clouds carry water. Tons of water. God has figured out a way to fill them. We call it evaporation. Can't really see it happening, but the result is clouds full of water.
What we do see is the cloud (of course) and the rain, hail, sleet or snow when that water is released. There is a lot of action going on inside those clouds. Small planes avoid them. Especially if they are really tall and dark. So do big planes.
Where am I going with this? Well my prayers go up to God – invisible but the results pour down and out from my life.
Quantum leap? Perhaps. Think about it?
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