September 20

This evening featured a sky painted with an assortment of multicolored and variably shaped clouds. Some looked like discs. Some were large with fluffy, whimsical edges. Some looked like angel wings.

Or at least it's how they looked to me as I drove Abby across town to her youth group meeting. And when I think of angels, of course thoughts of Heaven aren't far behind. And that's always a very good thing.