Seasoned storm chasers prefer to watch their storms from a distance.
I've always been a sky watcher. I can make stories up in the billowy folds of cloud formations that cross our Nebraska sky and I take cover when the dark clouds blow in with lightning shows that dazzle as much as they sizzle!
A storm chaser I'm not.... but that is something that I would love to do.... from a distance and not underneath em.
I'm sure it is not wise to stand beneath such a close, dangerous looking, impending storm, video tape rolling (of which I tried to post but still photos is all I could get to post) and praying for protection. I'm sure prayer works best when using common sense, right?
I'm grateful that the Lord I was praying to, held back the hail and didn't form those ominous looking clouds into a tornado, to lift the house up and off to OZ. I wonder if anyone else, standing on their porch .... watching, but unlike me, were whisked away when they failed to retreat safely to the basement? If anyone has, they must not have lived to tell about it. And if they were video taping ... well, guess we may never know, huh? Yes, I'm ever so grateful that my foolishness hasn't yet destroyed me.
Angels or storm watching beginners luck?
The calm after the storm. A short rainbow and the sweet, clean, smell after a rain is all that remains after such fury. For us, we had to right a few blown over chairs and reopen windows in the house to a clean, calm breeze. But I began to pray for those whom this storm was on it's way to scare and that they might heed the warning and retreat to safety.
P.S. To those who know me, should you hear of me being whisked away in a storm, keep looking for the camera/video that was surely recording my foolishness.
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