I am somewhat fascinated with clouds at present. Oh, how the good Lord has blessed us this summer with all kinds of glorious paintings in His sky. I suppose I feel like a cloud most days- one moment a light, wispy streak across a clear blue canvas; the next moment a large, dark cumulus storming and lingering too long in one place. Oh...to be wispy all the time! I am learning much in the storms however, and am ever aware of my Savior's leading. I find myself often flying blind, gripping to faith.