Thunderstorm

Right now I am typing to the rumbling and groaning of the sky. It speaks very loudly today.

One time I was driving on i45 to my grandparents house during a storm. It was like 11 pm, but i needed to get away from HBU. (it was my freshman year- a year i would like to forget) Anyways.... I was going down the highway and it was just pouring. Kinda like what it is doing right at this moment, except way darker outside.

Then all of the sudden I was over come with sadness. It could have been because of what I was going through, it could have been from fear. But I pulled over, (into a taco bell parking lot) and just cried. I felt like the thunder was God's disapproval of humanity. And that the rain drops that fell were tears from heaven that expressed the sadness of our loyalty to sin.

This was the first time that all of humanity was heavy on my heart. "Forgive me o God, forgive me," I cried. "For I do not realize the seriousness of my sin." Man, this world is sad.

You know, thinking about all of this makes me think about the Flood. Man, if i think this thunder is roaring, I wonder what Noah thought!

This just reminds me that God speaks amidst the storm. "Repent, repent," i can imagine him whispering.

Let me not forget what I felt on that day in the taco bell parking lot.

I think this storm came at just the right time :)

Sincerely,
Kelsey