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The thunderstorm the night
before tore through the town
waking all with pelting rain
and the drums of Heaven.
So much rain fell I awaited
the bed to be swept away and as
I awoke with the sun I was
surprised to put my feet down on
a dry floor.
We left anyway, a small trip,
only planned a week before,
one hour out of town we
realized that the brunt of the
storm had passed by to the
north. Entire trees had been
uprooted and fallen across
the highway and we had to weave
in and out, God had made us a
maze and challenged us to find the
food pellets at the end.
We drove for miles, in awe of the
devastation, secretly commending God
for his power and reinforcing the
belief that He is the ultimate power.
Half the gas stations had been closed
due to near destruction
and we stopped often, not wanting
to go below half just in case...
The birds flew overhead
and it seemed they could care less
about the damage that had been
done back here on earth.
I looked above as they circled,
laughing at us perhaps, knowing
that we could have been under any
of those trees but we had been
saved by providence and
allowed the pleasure of living another
day on their earth.
The sun was shining brightly by noon
and as we stopped for lunch
the rays reminded us of another
power, it dried the earth and began the
slow job of returning to normalcy.
Finally I saw the beauty that came
with the devastation and I began
to understand renewal and
renaissance. The earth was injured,
a minor jolt to be sure, but began the
healing as quickly as the injury had
been dealt to it.
I could only marvel now at the
positive aspects of the storm, the cows
and horses were in the pastures
as though nothing had happened, they
knew they would continue on, not
obsessed with their own mortality,
they continued on in the different earth.
MCC
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