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| Photo by Jeff Foott |
Clouds remind me of heaven and God. Particularly drifting storms clouds that touch the tips of tall trees on the mountain. Blue sky alone can lose His presence for me. Lost in the grandeur and spaciousness. But clouds in all their various forms, awaken within me conscious contact - of the space between heaven and earth where God moves silently and constantly ever present like the gentle breeze borne by the cloud nudging me to remember He is here.
