Sitting in a lawn chair, looking at the evening sky . . . these were my thoughts while waiting for my son's football practice to end:
A friend of mine (who is now a Franciscan priest) once told me that clouds are every color except white. Studying the puffy, billowy clouds overhead I saw purple, pink, blue, grey, yellow . . . but no white. Amazing!
I recalled this conversation from Winnie the Pooh: "Why is the sky blue?" asked Piglet. "To give us something to talk about," said Pooh.
"Faith is not believing that God can. It is knowing that God will." This quote popped into my head, probably because I was contemplating the heavens.
Practicing my faith, I thought: "I don't believe that this marathon practice session will end. I know that it will end."
And it did.