I take offense at the hymn “Unclouded Day”. I fear it vilifies one of God’s greatest inspirations for exaltation. I do, of course, understand the sentiment behind the hymn. There shall be no darkness or threat in that New Jerusalem. The chorus even specifies, “where no storm clouds rise,” but the hymn itself praises that metaphorical “unclouded day”. I believe, however, that clouds should cause us to break forth into uncontainable exaltation of our Creator.

Each cloud is a unique masterpiece; often tessellating into a different wonder numerous times before leaving our sight. I have seen a thousand images in a dozen clouds and never a repeat the next day. Billowing masses which sail across the sky with all the grace of a ship on the sea piloted by a master helmsman. When we reflect upon the form and constitution of clouds, they also defy the norms of natural behavior.

Most wonders of nature may be broken down into mathematical formulas to explain their patterns and behavior–not so clouds. Such complexity of movement, vacillation of form, even transience of any form is a mathematical anomaly. They are a glorious advocate of the Creator’s creativity, personability, ad sovereignty.