The closer I get to the clouds, the closer I feel to God

I know that may sound weird but that is truly how I feel every time I get on a flight. I bask in the presence of the clouds and the sky because to me this is a direct representation of what Heaven must look like

I imagine even now that Heaven must be filled with colors unimaginable, soft, white background that would be perfect for photos (I love taking pics). It’s the era we now live in but Heaven to me is simply perfect and untouched by human debris that usually leaves things a mess after we are done with it

So yes, the clouds, the sky, untouched by anything else except what God has allowed to share its space with. Have you ever seen a bird flying next to a plane?

Of course not. That’s because Birds know exactly what altitude to fly at, why? because unlike us they do exactly what they were created to without question, which leads me to then ask why are we so intelligent yet so unwilling to fall in line with God and follow His directives?

I get lost in thought as I bask in the moment of being in the air in the pocket of the clouds

Why do I call them pockets? well, because every area is perfectly carved out like pockets that we each could seemingly fit into without worry of falling off

Yes, the higher up I go, the closer I feel to God and may I add that the feeling is not only exhilarating but also wonderful

Here’s to another reminder of God’s awesomeness

I am Peace Reigns