The storms early Tuesday morning were amazing. I love the sound of the rain reviving the grass and trees. Refilling ponds and lakes, getting nature back on track after scorching hot days.
Flashes of lightning brighten the room for a few seconds. Making the hair on your arms stand at attention.
Nature’s electricity, beautiful and yet dangerous.
The thunder, you can feel it coming in. A low grumbling that shivers the walls of your home, sneaks in quietly at first and then ends with a loud, floor shaking boom. Then calming just to build up once more.
The mere force of a thunderstorm is exhilarating. The power is amazing to watch, listen and feel.
It has the power to heal and destroy.
Bring life with water or wash away homes.
You have to respect power like that.
I guess that’s why I love to just snuggle in bed, window open to feel the breeze and listen to the rain.
Relaxing and energizing.
Tuesdays storm shut down our power to the house. It was dark and silent of house noises. I watched out the front door with Troy as the storm poured buckets of water down all at once. The yard would light up occasionally with a lightening strike.
We could feel the cool fall air trying to push its way through.
Then it stopped.
No rain falling.
Just quiet.
The crickets started their song of thanks.
Still no power, so no coffee.
I took a few minutes to sit and enjoy the sounds of a new beginning.
Nature like God intended us to enjoy.
No interruptions of TV, bright lights, or caffeine induced moods.
Still no power but with work not waiting, I brushed my teeth with bottled water, pulled my hair up in a pony tail and dressed in the dark.
Believe me when I say, you could tell. I was a sight.
But instead of stomping around mad because of the lack of power, I was grateful for being able to witness the power of nature.
And that subtle reminder of who is actually in charge.
Always look for that rainbow or silver lining. Pull the good from all situations.
Be happy
Love big,
Lorene
