The Blue Skies Are Always There

I don’t think too may would argue that winter is synonymous with cold, wet and dreary days. After months of winter, I wonder whether blue skies will ever emerge. The truth is, the blue skies are always there, even if we can’t see them.

It’s fascinating to take off in an airplane on a cloudy day, only to be greeted with what lies on the other side. As the plane slowly climbs in altitude, it eventually makes its way through the cloud coverage and bursts into blue sky territory. Soon, you can look out the tiny airplane window and see the clouds have been left behind. 

Seasons

Some seasons are like that, cloudy, rainy and dreary, and you wonder if there will ever be blue skies again. The blue skies are there, it’s just that we can’t see them at the moment. The pilot of the plane, on the other hand, has an advantage. As they navigate through the dense haze, they get to see the first glimmer of blue. I wonder what that must feel like, to suddenly find yourself surrounded by the most beautiful color blue, tens of thousands of feet in the air. It must never gets old.

Even though the blue skies escape our view, doesn’t mean the pilot hasn’t already caught sight of it. Trust the Pilot, our Heavenly Father, to lead us through the clouds of darkness and dreariness. Remember, just because we can’t see something, doesn’t mean it’s not there. Many a thing is beyond our vision.

If we are in a season of blue skies, may we not take them for granted. Enjoy them with thanksgiving. Hopefully, we can have the same appreciation as Vincent Van Gogh, who said, “I never get tired of the blue sky.” Perhaps, it is an opportunity to walk along side someone who doesn’t see blue skies and remind them the clouds are temporary and will not last forever. 

And if the cloudy season appears to have stalled overhead, stay hopeful. Seasons do change. Mostly, it is a waiting game and patience is the only strategy. Flying through the clouds seems to last an indeterminable amount of time, not to mention, it is the bumpiest and most turbulent part of the flight. As passengers, we have to trust the pilot to get us through. And, unlike the pilot, we have only a very small window through which to see.

A New Perspective

Patience does bring about change, not always to our circumstances, but many times in ourselves. As my mother once said, patience is how God lets us know what He wants. We may have to wait longer than we’d like for change to arrive, but it will arrive. Then, with a new perspective, we can look out the passenger window and see that we have flown through the clouds and realize the blues skies were in fact there all along.