My sister wrote a post about last night's storm and I thought I'd share my story, too.*
So I wasn't sleeping well anyways because of a too long afternoon nap and had just drifted off when all of a sudden there was this loud thunder. And thunder's fine. If the storm hits during waking hours I even go sit on the porch to enjoy it. But this was loooong thunder booms paired with synchronized lightening. Our bedroom window was open so I could see and hear it all. Just when I thought it was over, it started again. These horrendously long thunder booms like I've never experienced before. It was scary. Well, I thought, this is it, the end of the world. And I smiled. I smiled. I was happy at the thought of Jesus coming to take me home. I was a little worried about the boys and mom and dad being away, but I knew we'd find them. After a while, I realized that it was just a storm. A weird, loud storm, but a storm none the less. I have to admit, I was just a little disappointed.
Oh well, I guess I have to make another mortgage payment.
*In case you're wondering, yes, my sister and I are both a little crazy and willingly admit, and dare I say, embrace, our craziness.