The storms last night were amazing. I mean that in a loving Mother Nature kind of way. We were lucky, and the tornados didn't touch down, but they went right over my house. I was standing on my front deck, and the clouds were, there is no other way to put it, Biblical. It was like Charlton Heston parting the red sea kind of wondrous. Just as I decided I needed to go back and get into my hidey hole, the power went out, which is a good sign to take cover.
For all you who don't live in Tornado Alley, let me explain. It is best summed up this way: A very gentile lady who sits in front of me in church said that the tornado that touched down in Mena last Thursday night ( little old F1) disturbed some visiting relations she had from up North. They asked her what we did when the storms got this bad. She replied, "Go out and watch It". That's what us rednecks do.
I wish I could describe those clouds for you though. They were beautiful; so full of God's power. Long story short, it passed, and the sun came shining through for just a minute before sundown.
As my court date comes ever closer, I am feeling closer and closer to God. Does that sound strange? I believe in God, but I've never been the other thing we are known for in this area, a Bible Thumper. I see his work in more and more ways. Even in this situation I find myself in. I love my husband enough to let him go. To find his own way. I will continue to pray for him. I always will care, to the end of my life.
Sorry I am so long winded, but it has been a very odd couple of days. Just making my way one day at a time.
