It’s Not the Heat…It’s the Humidity
A couple weeks ago I visited my mom in Arizona. I love so many things about being there.
I never would have guessed I could fall in love with the desert, but I do find it beautiful. I
especially love the high blue skies.
This last trip I was there during their “monsoon” season. Things were so much greener, but the
sky was less blue. My mom explained something she had learned from the local weatherman.
He told the tv audience that the sky became paler the closer it got to the the horizon because
of humidity. I love that my mom shares these things with me. At 75 she still has things to teach
me. I tucked the little tidbit away in my mind.
The next week I was introduced to a new author, Sibella Giorello. As I read her book, “The
Stones Cry Out,” I came across this phrase, “the humidity leached the blue right out of the sky.” I
smiled. If I would have read this two weeks eaier and I wouldn’t have had clue as to what that meant.
Timeliness. Like the character I was reading about, I don’t believe in luck, or coincidence. This was just
another God-wink where I was reminded ever so softly and subtly that there really is Someone
How has God reminded you lately of his watch care in your life?