Photo by Rita Bourland © 2012
There’s So Much We Can’t Explain
I was touched by a moment of grace today. It came at an unexpected time as these things often do. I was returning home after attending the funeral of a five month old baby. It was tragically sad. The pain of the parents, the pain of the grandparents and other family members was deep and raw. I drove home with a heavy heart thinking of the dear young couple who suffered this profound loss.
There’s so much we can’t explain.
The weather was beautiful. As I neared my neighborhood, I glanced up at the sky and saw something I will always remember. The endless blue sky was broken by a few wispy clouds; clouds that seemed to be the work of a master painter. But then something caught my eye. There was one cloud formation that was brilliantly colored. The wisps were streaked with red, blue, purple and green. I looked for a rainbow. There was none. I looked at the other clouds. They were all perfectly white. I looked back at the colorful cloud. It was shaped like some magical bird or angel with colors so stunning that I pulled to the side of the road to gaze without interruption.
I decided to rush home, grab my camera and try to capture the image. By the time I got the camera and headed back outside, the cloud was gone.
A fleeting moment of grace, an angel painted in the sky, a baby’s death.
There’s so much we can’t explain.
There’s so much we can’t explain.
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Amy, that is exactly what I felt when I saw the cloud.
Thank you, John. I wish I could have captured the sight to share with all of you, but hopefully you can see it through my words.
Michelle, the family will need many prayers in the coming days. Thank you for your kind words.
So true, Blinddream. As I went home to get my camera, I knew in my heart it would be gone when I returned. I should have just sat there and admired it a bit longer.
Thank you, sashira.
If you get a moment have a look at this: http://www.cloudangel.com/
~R~
nilesite, the trying to explain is the part we humans grapple with every day. Maybe these moments of rare grace are there to help us muddle through.
Thank you, Matt. The sadness of the day was so deep and the beauty of the cloud so startling. All I could do was notice.
tr ig, it's all things mixed up together, isn't it? Thank you for your kindness.
Tinkertink, it was indeed beautiful. Never seen anything like this before and I might never again.