JUNE 24
The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.
—RALPH WALDO EMERSONFor some to gaze at the ocean is the way to peace of heart
and mind.
Not all of us have that opportunity.
But all of us have the sky! And its moods are infinitely
more varied, more intriguing to the imagination, more filled
with wonders, than even the broadest sweep of sea.
“When I look at your heavens,” wrote the Psalmist, “the
work of your fingers, the moon and stars that you have es-
tablished; what are human beings that you are mindful of
them, mortals that you care for them? Yet you have made
them a little lower than God, and crowned them with glory
and honor.”
To contemplate creation by looking at the sky is to restore
our perspective, to see God’s handiwork in broad sweep,
and perhaps to feel that a creation this intricate, this capable,
this mysterious, holds us, and our loved one, in ultimate
safety and care.
Beneath the vast expanse of the sky, the panorama of clouds and
stars, I can sense the order of the world, and feel secure.