the grass needed cutting really badly, from all the rain. but God had other ideas. after completing 3/4 of the front yard, the sky grew dark, the wind began to blow, and thunder roared through the heavens. as the sky grew darker, the power of the lightning could be seen.....ripping the heavens open, like a vicious knife wielding murderer, slashing through the darkness, bleeding light for only a second. storms don't usually bother me, but when i am vulnerable to the storm, as i was today, i heed my inner voice, and i get out of harm's way.
it is now shortly after midnight, and something caught my eye from the slits in the window blinds. a pinpoint of light. i opened the blinds, and behold, the moon, about 3/4 full. just a few hints of cloud around it. from power of electrical storms, to the pale quiet light of the near full moon, God is in control.
3 comments:
very intense, and riveting into your thoughts at night and during storms! the pictures fit very well with the story . you should be a writer!
I agree. You are doing a great job with your journal. It takes the reader into places only you know. It is very interesting and well written. Keep it up!
WoW, I like this entry regina. can't beileve I missed it. very Powerful. I could see and feel what you saw and felt.
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