As someone who flies often, I’ve grown to like aisle seats. It’s simply more convenient. On my flight to New York, for the first time in a few years, I sat at the window seat. The view is always the same but I felt like I was seeing it in a new light, somehow. I can’t view the sky from the perspective of a first-timer but I felt like I was seeing it in the same way I’d see an old friend after many years.
It’s like seeing a sea of clouds above the sea of water. In fact, it really is a sea above the sea. The atmosphere is like layers of oceans casting shadows on each other. And as we descend, the puffy oceans come to eye level and it is everything like the waters seen from the ground…vast and endless…and absolutely beautiful.
It’s in moments like these that I truly marvel at the beauty of my Earth and thank God for every minute I have to appreciate it.