Puffy Clouds


The summertime sky is blue and so clear, you could literately see for miles. Then there are some days that the sky is filled with puffy clouds.

These are the kinds of clouds that children love looking at, to see if they can see an image of a particular animal, car, or even a face. They are beautiful, with so many different shapes. No two are alike, just like snowflakes.

To me, when I was a child, they looked like big puff balls of cotton!! So soft and welcoming, enough to take a nap on. I thought there was nothing softer than a cloud! When I grew up, clouds took on a different meaning.

I learned that clouds were the sign of the weather changing. The winds brought in more clouds, and then they changed from puffy and white to dark and threatening.

Clouds can closely be associated with our lives. I know you’re asking, “how are clouds associated with my life?”, I’m glad you asked.  When we’re younger, we’re carefree children, like the white puffy clouds, bringing happiness to whoever we meet. Playful, not a care in the world, merrily floating along, laughing and playing with those around us.

As we grow older, the clouds change, we start to live life for others, our families, careers, daily things imposed on us. The clouds have gone from white to grey, the wind starts to blow, the storm is on its way!!

You hear the thunder, an argument with your spouse, your children, a coworker, maybe even your boss!! There’s always thunder before lightning strikes!! Then all of a sudden, the lightning hits, you explode. Every thing and everyone around you feels the lightning strike!! No one is safe from your storm!!

The storm rages, rain starts to come down, you suddenly realize that your storm has almost destroyed someone you love, something you cared about, something you have worked hard for. The wind starts to cease, the rain soon stops, the clouds start to change.

As you look at your life, you will see these things. Storms will come and go, but we must be careful and diligent, not to let them destroy us, or those around us. Look up at the sky, what do you see? Do you see a clear sky, do you see puffy clouds, or do you see a storm coming? Keep watching the sky, the clouds will change.

Are you ready for your next storm?

Blessings Always,



4 Comments on Puffy Clouds

Jessica said : Guest Report Jul 31, 2017 at 4:58 PM

Mary, I truly enjoy your insights and reading your stories! I loved looking up at clouds when I was a kid and had just thought recently that when I have a child I would do the same with them! You are so right about how we see things and how we need to keep perspective. Thanks, Jessica

Marta said : Guest Report Jul 13, 2017 at 9:33 AM

Lovely post. I enjoyed reading it. Very well writen

Marta said : Guest Report Jul 13, 2017 at 9:31 AM

Beautiful post. Very well written I loved it

Cheri said : Guest Report Jul 13, 2017 at 7:31 AM

I see storms as a problem that must be worked through. It's hard and, at times, it's ugly but whether you like it or not you must go through it. We must remember that this, too, shall pass. It always does. Stay strong and focus on God to get you through. I always look forward to the sweet, fresh air the storm leaves behind.

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