Thursday, July 9, 2009

That was /close/!...

Incredible!...

This weather seems to be the right ingredient for some violent results. Well, "close only counts in hand grenades and lightning!" (hint, hint)
My mom had an empty can of paint in her hand; she stepped out the door to throw away the can, walked a few steps when all of a sudden she heard a clap of thunder! She saw the lightning and the hairs on her arms and head shot straight up; at the same time she screamed and subconsciously flung the can into the air. She lifted her hands to duck the lighting that she saw above her. Needless to say, my mom turned weak and her limbs felt like rubber. It took her awhile to get over what happened. She almost got struck by lightning!! We immediately thanked the Lord for watching over her and protecting her life and physical body. True story.

And this triggered a thought in my head: if my mom responded this way to a natural phenomenon, how much more terror did people in the Bible feel when they saw the presence of God. His brilliant light of holiness around them. Like Paul and his companions on the road to Damascus. Just a thought...

In His Grip,
*Mel

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