About 4 pm this past Friday at Prairie Pond Woods, I walked outside to do a bit of bird watching for my breeding bird survey. After roaming around to the front yard to see what was perched in the Big Walnut, I turned to go back around and spotted this dynamic storm front headed my way from the north. This thing had layers upon layers of wispy, bulbous, solid, dark and light cloud formations, and they were moving fast in all directions!
"This does not look good" I thought to myself, and wondered if these were the right conditions for a tornado to develop. But I am a sucker for thunderstorms, so I ran inside for my camera just as small drops of rain began to fall. I kept tracking through the house from front porch to back deck to watch it gain momentum.
What happened though surprised me. There was no momentum. No thunder blasted in the distance. No lightening spread across the sky. The dark clouds just shifted, morphed and jetted across the sky letting go of a lovely, light shower that watered the parched earth. "Hmmmm," I thought, "this is a lesson in life." I was ready to head for the basement and start praying. Sometimes I can react to people or situations like that...with fear or avoidance...instead of embracing it and letting it transform me.
The next morning the air was clear, cool and more breathable than it had been in weeks. Everything along the Refresher Course seemed to have a quenched peace and glowed with droplets of the life-giving rain. The calm after the storm.
It reminded me of how I feel after a good cry...
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