Beautiful Evening

Have you ever noticed how the clouds seem to shift to one side of the sky when the sun sets? It's like they know the day is ending and need to drag their sleepy-eyed cloud toddlers home to bed. Some clouds are slower than others. Maybe their cloud child had a temper tantrum and refused to leave the bright blue sky for the warm dark night. Some are faster, possibly quickly yanking their nine year old cloud kid by the ear straight home to wash his mouth out. But some mozy along at a steady pace, holding their child's hands and swinging them in the air as they walk, or ,rather, float. Tired mama clouds carry the early sleepers towards the melting sun's warmth, and daddy clouds lovingly listen to their daughters' elaborate decriptions of the events of the day. Across the sky the scene unfolds, painting a spectacular view for the mortals below. With the sun and the sky and the harmony of the earth, how can God be absent?