When we are children we learn to look up. First to look up at our parents who fed and cared for us. From our cribs we looked up at almost everything. As we grew older, we looked up into the trees for birds and squirrels. We noticed the changing leaves, and how to forecast the weather and time of day by looking toward the sky. Soon we were gazing at the stars in awe, and who amongst us didn’t lie on our back mesmerized by the clouds. We saw images in the clouds of animals, people, angels, and yes, the Creator.
Now, at best, we look straight ahead and often our eyes are cast downward. We stare at the road, the sidewalk, or on down-to-earth things. We feel weighted down. Could it be related to the direction of our eyes. We don’t look up enough. Try once again to watch things moving in all kinds of ways across the blue expanse. Recapture the sense of awe you once had when you looked for a shooting star or the first satelites. Feel the weight lifting.
Yes, I(we) need to lift up my eyes more often.