I was soaked and dirty from being on the roof. Hopping it would soon let up, I grabbed a chair and sat under the carport waiting until I could get back to work. I sat for a couple of moments and then decided this was a good time for cup of coffee. So there I sat, waiting for the rain to break.
The sky grew darker and darker. The rain got heavier and heavier. Thunder and Lighting soon made their appearance. The wind picked up spraying the rain to where I was sitting dampening my clothes even more. The thunder was seamless stitched together with flashes of lightening. I closed my eyes. It was sensory overload. The feel of the spray and wind. The sound of thunder and wind. The glow of the lightning, even through my closed eyelids. It was great.
It has been a long time since I have sat outside during a thunderstorm. I followed bubbles and leaves as they floated down the tiny streams and rivers in my yard. I imagined what it would be like to be an ant on one of the leaves carried away by the current of the tiny streams. I wondered how long a "rain bubble" would last before it was popped by a falling brother. I was enjoying every moment....but still...something inside of me was getting impatient, tired of sitting and waiting. Part of me wanted to get back to work or go inside and turn on the TV or check my email, myspace, facebook, ebay, youtube, and checking account. Part of me wanted to stay and continue this experience. I stayed. I stayed and noticed the springtime miracle of a Thunderstorm. Several hours later....it's still raining.
Job 37: 1-14
Job, listen to this: " Stop and notice God's miracles."
1 comment:
I'm so glad you had this time on Mon. I know how much you need it and want it. I love how God speaks to you.
Makes me very proud to be your wife and friend.
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