January 10

I couldn't stop staring skyward this afternoon. The clouds were puffy and beautiful and they absolutely glowed with late-day sunlight. I know I talked about the heavens just a few days ago, but I can't help it: they spoke to me again today:

As I snapped this photo, my mind's eye imagined Logan perched atop the highest billow, far-removed from the pains and trials of life on earth but still... there.

Despite the brokenness that runs rampant in this fallen world, sights like this remind me that breathtaking beauty is still out there. If I take the time to look up and see it.