It’s the clouds, isn’t it? My favorite sunsets are those when the air itself seems to turn golden or rosy, and that doesn’t happen when the sky is clear. It’s the clouds that make sunsets so beautiful.
The clouds in our lives can seem annoying—like the wisps so high up in the blue, interrupting an otherwise perfect sky.
The clouds in our lives can seem overwhelming—like the ominous dark billows before a storm.
Sometimes, the clouds in our lives are frustrating—like the gray of overcast, making it difficult to see anything else.
Sometimes, the clouds in our lives are confusing—like the big fluffy puffs which you stare at for a long time and you still can’t really tell if they look like bunny rabbits or dolphins.
But it’s the clouds that when the sun begins to set make the moment more beautiful than it would be if the sky was perfectly clear. So it is in life. It’s the clouds of our life and the colors they reflect from the light that make our experiences more meaningful.
I’ve noticed that the sunsets are most beautiful after a hard day. It’s just so refreshing to see something so stunning after soul-stretching. And the most gorgeous sunsets? They’re the best after a storm.
For the sun to give us such a spectacular experience, the clouds have to be part of it.
This afternoon my toddlers spun in circles to David Archuleta’s “Glorious.” And sure, it was cute. But what made it spectacular was the cloud which was a part of it.
We’d listened to that comforting and inspiring song on repeat several years ago after I miscarried and thought Abbey would quite possibly be an only child. My heart longed for more, and wished the cloud would just go away.
Today, that cloud tied to that music made the experience of having two more children even more spectacular as they danced to one of my favorite songs.
It’s the clouds, isn’t it?
