Summer Storms
It’s thundering outside. The rain is really coming down; I can hear it on the roof. I didn’t even know it was supposed to storm. I don’t think my weather widget knows it’s doing it either.
I remember a few weeks ago my roommate, a friend, and I sat on the backporch on a futon and watched the lightening. It was amazing. That also reminds me of another time that I was flying into St.Louis and we were over this tremendously powerful storm. As we were above the clouds, we saw this lightening off in the distance. All of us on the plane couldn’t help but stare. Isn’t that how it is sometimes? We see God’s power, whether that be in our hearts, in creation, or in others, and we all feel compelled to just look and stare.
Thank you.
June 29th, 2006 at 1:13 pm
yay! We should have watched the lightning together again
July 5th, 2006 at 11:09 am
We had a wicked thunderstorm last night! It was awesome! Thanks for reading Max’s story. He is a fighter…more so than I could have ever imagined!
July 18th, 2006 at 9:54 am
[…] [More a personal writing exercise than anything, this was inspired by this post. Tiffany’s experience may or may not be quite so dramatic. Thanks, Tiffany. Any grammarians want to help me with that last part? It gets a little hairy as I try to force the reader to take the dramatic pauses.] […]
July 18th, 2006 at 10:50 am
I love to watch storms, mainly because I am an insomniac and the rain puts me to sleep almost instantly (well within minutes of watching really). It’s strange, but it’s kinda like a sleeping pill for me. I love it.