Clouds #17 Christmas, Heavenly Hosts

 

            Dozens; scores!  Little, white, puffy, fluffy cloud:  cumulus, covered the sky in front of Hattie as she drove home.  It was the Christmas season.  Hattie thought she’d just have to phone her best friend Beth and tell her about the angels, the heavenly hosts, praising God and saying “Glory to God in the highest and peace on earth peace, good will toward men.” Luke 2:14 KJV

            Inside her house, she reached for her Bible because she wanted to be sure she got the words absolutely right.  The angels said, they did not sing.  “Hi, Beth.” Hattie sang into the phone. “You should have seen the heavenly hosts all crowded and clouded in the sky.  I’m sure that’s what they looked like to the shepherds.”

            Beth added, “And the glory of the Lord shown round about them….”’

            Hattie continued, “And the angel said unto them, ‘Fear not…’.”

            “You know, Hattie,” Beth said, “I heard someone say that there are 365 “Fear nots” in the Bible, one for each day of the year.  But, at first there was just one angel, then all of a sudden, ‘there was with the angel a multitude of heavenly host praising God’.”

            When the angel came, the glory of the Lord shown in the presence of the angel and shepherds; it had to be bright,” Hattie said.  “I think the glory of the Lord is His brightness, encompassing all of his characteristics.”

            “Well, anyway, Hattie, I’m glad you thought of the heavenly hosts in the midst of all those cumulus clouds.  This is kind of a fun way to praise God.”

            “I’ll see you tomorrow,”  Hattie said, “and, Merry Christmas;” she hung up the phone.  Christmas, a time to praise.  I wonder if any of our readers are praising though clouds?