Over the holiday weekend, my husband and I went to a hot air balloon derby.  Thousands of people go and gather in a big field to watch these magnificent balloons take off, land, and float through the sky.  Each one is different is size, shape, color, and design, and people of all ages watch in fascination in between nibbling on the traditional festival food–fried tenderloin sandwiches, hot dogs, and funnel cakes.

My husband and I traveled light.  We had a blanket, a couple of sodas, and his camera.  While my sweetie took some great photos, I reclined on the blanket with my jacket rolled up as a pillow, and watched the balloons float overhead through the cottony blue sky.  It was so peaceful, even though people were talking and chattering all around us.  Most of them were telling others–their spouses, friends, sisters, children, grandparents, to look.  Look up.  Naturally, we got lots of balloon pictures, but after the fact, I really wished we’d taken some pictures of the people.  I have never seen so many groups of people; standing, sitting in lawn chairs, sprawled on the ground; pointing and staring in awe and wonder at the sky.  What a spirit of expectation there was!

It’s so simple.  Look up.  Look to the heavens.  Look beyond yourself.  Most of the time, we don’t get it.  We are busy with the earthly plain, all that’s directly in front of us.  The hot air balloons reminded me gently, how much we all need to look up.  Get God’s perspective.  Get His insight.  He is working in our lives, if only we will pause and look to him with wonder and awe and expectation.

Note:  Dear Friends, My blog is experiencing  major technical difficulties.  All of the pictures on my blog have disappeared, and I am unable to post new ones.  I really wanted to post pictures with this to give the full effect, but decided to go ahead without the pictures.  I am working on getting this resolved.  Thanks for visiting!