The day was overcast and gray. It matched my mood perfectly. Lately, I had been frustrated and depressed and it was becoming increasingly difficult to see beyond myself and my dismal prospects. As I boarded the plane and settled down in the seat, I let out a sigh of resignation.
"So this is all life is ever going to be, one disappointment after the other."
As the plane gained altitude, I looked out the window for no particular reason. We were quickly rising above the clouds and the brilliant sun and the vibrant blue of the sky were startling. What a contrast to what I had seen just minutes before. The blue sky and sunshine were up here all along, but down below all anyone could see was a gray, dreary day.
The earthbound perspective was so limited. If someone said to me, "Look up there, beyond what you can see, there is a beautiful day." I would not believe them, or I would not care. So what? I am a realist and I'm used to rains on my parade.
But, as I continued to look out the plane's window at the sky with the incredible shades of blue, I came to a realization. If I were to start each day knowing that there is a marvelous view just a few thousand feet above me, even though I may not see it, I can have hope. A simple hope, to be sure, a blue sky kind of hope, but it's a start.
Looking beyond what I can see and rising above where I am, I can hope in the God who made the heavens. I can begin by asking for His perspective each day and in each situation.
"Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart, all you that hope in the LORD." Psalm 31:24
Oh, the things You do with shades of blue. LORD, You have an admirer in me! Doma
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