The silver lining


One of my favourite sights is the sky. . . be it cloudy or clear. I was thinking again of Africa with its plains, vast stretches of land with no tall buildings to hinder one’s eyes from looking ahead. I was also thinking of Mongolia, the little I have seen, and the vast plains. . .. green stretches that go for miles.

And here is the sky in a part of Singapore. Who lives under it? Human kind. All that lives and breathes.

Marvellous. On such days, gazing up at the sky, I can only think of all that is perfect, holy, pure, true and heavenly…yes, heavenly. Praise God!