I grew up without TV, without weather reports and without the warnings and alerts that we live with today. Maybe a little bit more aware. Grandma used to say the thunder is the sound of God's goodness. Sometimes we could smell the rain before we could hear the thunder. Then many nights, I looked to the horizon and saw the far away lightening strikes and counted. Some way we thought we knew how far the storm was away by counting how long before the thunder roll of the lightening strike we saw. Somehow when it was horizontal strikes, we knew it was a wild and crazy storm. And with those strikes that just went straight down to earth, we knew it was heavy rain. And somehow thunder and lightening for me was always associated with blessings. Blessings and personal messages to me.
Today the news stations and the weather men have sensationalized and fear mongered us about the weather. Almost like you have no common sense to get off the lake when weather is approaching or to head homeward. Like you will have common sense enough to check the alert when they send it. Stormy weather always comes with an emotional warning and an awareness to huddle down - if you pay attention. Stand on the front porch or just look through the kitchen window as the weather emotions play out outside. Weather comes and weather goes. And somehow when you take time to look and smell and appreciate, you'll find the time to just be...and enjoy.
A customer told me Sunday morning, "Everything at the B&B and restaurant was so perfect." I asked if the storm didn't bother them and to my surprise, she said, "That was the perfect blessing with the perfect atmosphere for a perfect evening and get-away." It made me happy to hear there are younger people that appreciate the weather like I do. When accepting that it is a blessing from God, everything feels renewed and cleansed, almost a celebration where heaven meets earth.
Do not fear anything except the Lord.