Flying high above and feeling blessed-questions I ponder while flying

Headed to paradise, flying high above and through the clouds, I ask myself, “Why do I feel so spiritual up here?” Why do I feel more? Why do I feel the need to pray so much and actually feel more-feel more blessed, feel more close to God, feel more little?

If you know me at all, you know I love a blue sky. Beautiful, bright, blue skies, clustered with fluffy, thick, white clouds. I am always looking up on days like this and I am always taking pictures of the blue sky and the white clouds.

Flying high above and feeling blessed-questions I ponder while flying

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