Driving in to work this morning, I began to contemplate the clouds. I was doing the same thing I do every weekday morning (although at a different time) along with the same other commuters (although different people and vehicles). The clouds were the same as most clouds I’ve seen (although they were more numerous and moving faster). I began to think that while much of life is the same, it’s always different. The clouds showed me that while I was looking them from one perspective, others would have a completely different perspective. If someone were driving from the East side of Indianapolis, or the North or the South, the clouds would look different. Someone in an airplane flying through or above those clouds would experience them in a completely different way from the way I saw them. I couldn’t see the sun, but I know it was beyond those clouds because I could catch glimpses of the blue sky through the occasional “window.”
I need to keep in mind that while facts are facts, perspective is a tipping point. My perspective is not the same as even the person walking beside me. I must acknowledge that while we both may see clouds, how those clouds look to each of us may be very different. I must not be quick to judge; “Oh, yes! The sun is shining so bright today” when the other person may be below the clouds and I may be above them. “You are wrong and I am right.” No, I see things from my perspective and must acknowledge that you are seeing the same clouds from your perspective.
Jesus Chris, the Creator, is the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever (Heb. 13:8) and knows those clouds intimately. He created them. He created the wind and caused it to blow exactly the way it was blowing this morning. He knows my perspective, and yours. As a Christian, I know that the things that change my perspective, that have happened in my life, are those that He has allowed to touch my life for a reason. I trust that the sun is shining on the other side of that bank of clouds. Even though I only catch tiny glimpses of it, I know that it will shine again tomorrow even if my perspective shows only dark clouds.
On my website (http://cynthiahollingsworthphotography.com) profile, I use the phrase “listening with the heart.” To me it means stopping and being. Just. Being. Sensing all that is around me. Hearing. Smelling. Feeling. Everything more than just seeing what is in front of me. I want to identify whatever it was that caused me to pause. A photographer colleague posted on Facebook some of his beautiful photography; Ken said “I like the fact that the quieter we become, the more we can hear.”
I encourage you to listen with your heart today. Do more than “stop and smell the roses.” Stop until you know why you stopped. What did you smell, see, hear? What did you feel within your soul? Isaiah 30:15 says, “in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength.”