When I was young my sister’s and I would often lay on the ground and study the clouds. We would each see different things. The challenge was to get the others to see what you saw.
Later on, Dale and I would do the same with clouds. Looking at them and laughing how we each saw something so different.
I haven’t stopped to look at clouds in a while. Early this evening I was actually in a position to do so.
Above me, there were several different types of clouds. Suddenly I saw one cloud moving. It was if this cloud was moving in a crowd or down a road. At first I thought it looked like a circus train moving behind vehicles.
As I watched that cloud move, it occurred to me that it looked like a crown. The light shine behind it and into my mind came the song “The King is coming”.
The words echoed in my mind, The King is coming, the King is coming, I hear the trumpets sounding and now His face I see.”
The song continues and at the end it says, Praise God He is coming for me.
As I finish writing this, the evening clouds are forming and just a small patch of blue hangs in the sky. Someday I will be able to see the other side of the sky wrapped in my Savior’s arms.