Just One of Those Skies

Today, when I was out walking, the sun was reaching out from behind a cloud, much like in the picture above that I took at another time. I only had one thought. . . I thought about the phrase, "the clouds of glory". When I was a kid in school, we talked a lot about the second coming of Christ. I so well remember saying, "well when I see this or that happen, then I will get serious and prepare for Christs coming" Most of my friends said the same thing. We would laugh a bit and talk about how even Paul in the Bible wrote about the second coming and would think, "well, ya, we are still waiting: and in our minds,that was a long time to be waiting. It doesn't seem like you hear much about this grand Biblical event any more, unless you belong to a few certain denominations and they still mention it, but the urgency to prepare yourself seems gone from so many sermons. As I get older it seems less dramatic to me thinking about this prophecy, because I know that living to the age of 100 would still just give me forty some years left here on earth. So in reality, my time is short until my end comes anyway. I don't think much about preparing, its more that I think about living day to day and making the changes in my life I need to now. More like I am watching each step I take rather than looking ahead at the road up a ways. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing or just simply what it is.
When I got the mail this afternoon, Emery and I had received a card from his 91 year old Aunt , she included a picture of herself and she looks fantastic. Tucked in the card was a note that was so filled with this, ummm, not sure how to describe the sentiment, hopeful, grateful and yet there was also a longing. Unspoken, but understood. A longing for that great reward. It was so honest, so deeply felt that it slid off the paper, the words like silk into your mind. Not eloquent, but so filled with a closeness to God, that you wanted to feel that way too. It was so much more than any sermon. It felt like more than a coincidence that her card arrived today, after my morning thoughts from the sunshine reaching out from behind the cloud. I thought of a song, "The King is Coming" and sang what words I could remember as I hung up the laundry this afternoon.
Its funny, I haven't felt this way in a very long time.