Last Saturday when Tommy and I were watching Rutledge and Lachlan in the park near their house…Rutledge was swinging high enough to jump on a cloud…at least that was what he wished for he told Tommy and me. He wanted to catch a cloud to ride to heaven on…
I told him that there weren’t any or hardly any clouds out that day but the time would come, in the blink of an eye, when this magical ride would happen ..but not this day. He just grinned and kept pumping away.
So when I came across this Native-American story…my mind immediately went back to Rutledge’s comment…only this time it is the “little cloud” that learns something new.
“The Epiphany of Little Cloud”
The Thunder-beings were busy giving birth to new clouds, sending them to dance in the blue playground of sky. Grandfather Sun provided the glittering sunbeams, which acted like jump ropes for today’s newborn white, puffy Cloud People.
One of the most curious little clouds wandered off on the winds. She decided she was going to have a talk with Sacred Mountain. “Grandmother Mountain, I’ve come to ask you if your forests need rain today,” she said. “I want to be of service, and so I thought I had better find out what is needed most.”
The little cloud approached Sacred Mountain at the end of the day with another question that caused it to have a heavy heart, “Grandmother Mountain, I’ve worked all day to reflect helpful answers to the Human Tribe, but now I have one very important question. How can we get them to look up and pay attention?”
So until tomorrow…Don’t you think our Creator feels the same way? I imagine God wishes we would all look up to Him more and then pay attention to His answers.
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh