Suspended 30,000 feet above the earth, I sat mesmerized by the checkerboard landscape below as I traveled home from Colorado. Transportation such as this was unheard of a hundred years ago, yet now so mundane, passengers nodded off to the hum of the massive engines keeping us afloat. Peering out the window we sliced through enormous cauliflower-like clouds. God seemed so big and me so small and finite.

Buzzing through the atmosphere I reminisced on the past week with my friend, Lois. Wow, what a blessed time. It had been in the upper nineties a few days before my arrival but when I landed...