12th January 2024

Some years ago we had a wonderful flight over Alaska in a small aircraft. As we looked down on the rugged landscape Louis Armstrong was being played:

I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying
I love you

I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
Than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world

“and God saw all that he had made, and it was very good” [Genesis 1, 31]

Ooh yes!

David T Roberts