Thunder & Lightning


We’re sitting in the living room (or is the family room? How can you tell which is which?) watching the skies over our house filled time & time again with almost constant flashes of lightning. Thunder booms. It’s the first real thunderstorm that I can remember in a long, long time. It’s Moby & PJ’s first one – they’re… concerned. Me too, though I’m attempting to be strong for the Weez.

Got around to looking at the “Duffy cam” & the weather overview of our area looks so non-threatening. It belies the furor in the air.

I’m pondering the lyric to “How Great Thou Art” – because rolling thunder is pretty stinking scary to me. The other things the author mentions are kinda awe-inspiring, but the thunder drives me under the bed.

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

4 thoughts on “Thunder & Lightning

  1. Now I have George Beverly Shea’s voice stuck in my head . . . thanks. Actually, I was raised with that song and hadn’t thought about it in years. Good memories, too.

    We enjoyed the storm last night and our visitors were impressed at the “wild Nevada weather.” We unplugged the computer to avoid a surge, shut off the lights, and opened all the blinds to let the lightening flash in.

    The fresh air this morning is awesome.

    Good stuff.

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