Clouds of Curiosity

[Editor’s Note: When God created the world, he saw that “it was good.” In this series, we want to explore how our faith in Jesus helps us celebrate and enjoy what’s good in creation––but also work as stewards to help it thrive to its fullest potential. Caring for our planet, including plants and animals, fungi and microbes, ecosystems and people, is a high calling from God––a calling in which we can engage out of love and not fear. The gospel gives us hope that what is broken can be restored, and even now, we can enjoy what has been given to us. Join us as we #celebratecreation.]

The clouds are dark.
Unlike their usual 
brightness.
Coldness
rushes in
as I open 
the door.
It begins to rain.
Drops rush down
together
a pattern
like beats of a drum.
I’m in awe
and wet.
I love watching 
the water fall so innocently
its vulnerability exposed.
I wonder
how could it all 
possibly
pour down
when clouds are weak:
I look out my seat window
while wings 
pierce them through.
I haven’t flown
in a long time
but
cold days
filled with
fog create
such mystery
when the rain 
is about to pour
from thin air.
There is both
peace
soaking the ground
and
chaos
roaring in the sky.