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Snap…
Whoosh…
Crack, BOOM!!
…rrrrrrumble.

The thunderstorm growled some distance away. Lightning stretched through the dark sky, electric fingers reaching over many miles lighting up the land.

Roar…
Snap, BANG!

Moments of flashing light illuminated the road ahead of me. Beautiful licks of streaking light danced across the sky as I balanced watching the performance and the road. It was no use, I had to pull the car over to give full attention to God’s stunning display of power.

Sear…
Rip, CRASH!

I searched for my phone in hopes that I might be able to catch some of God’s glory through the lens of the camera. I didn’t have much time to wait, but the constant dance of electricity before my eyes gave me reason to think I might just get lucky.

A gust of soft, warm, sweet smelling summer air filled the car as I rolled down the window, a light mist falling on my face and neck. The sky was quiet as I held the camera still. There was not a sound but the gentle breeze as it swept past through the long, grassy fields surrounding me.

“Come on…” I whispered, my finger poised on the shutter button. “Come on…”

The mist coming in through the window was cool but gentle and I shivered slightly. “Please,” I said “give me something…”

I sat perfectly still pointing the lens through the lightly draping mist in the direction of the rumbles.

“Come on…”

Silence.

The mist continued to float lightly into the car, dampening my face and hands and I figured the lens on the camera had gotten wet enough that even if I was able to catch a glimpse, it would be distorted. So I took my finger off the shutter button and set down my phone to wipe it off.

Clap…
Boom…Roar!!

The sky lit up with a vast array of light.

“Of course.” I said with a laugh. I scooped up my phone to capture the radiance and in an instant darkness encompassed the car.

“Come on!!” I wailed. “Give me one, please, just let me see one!” I was begging to the Creator of this universe for one glimpse, one more peek at His glory.

The wind picked up a bit and I could almost feel God’s amusing laughter as I sat there perfectly still willing one more lightning strike, just one more. My finger cramped as it sat, fixed in position, not moving for fear of missing another opportunity.

“Come on…” I urged, “I have to go. Just give me one…”

Silence.

The blackness squeezed in on me, the light from the dashboard grew brighter, a beacon signaling me as a reminder that I had somewhere to be.

“Please, just one…” I begged.

“Please?”

Silence.

“Fine.” I said, defeated and removed my hand from its spot and placed my phone in my lap.

Rush…
Crack….
BOOM!

I sat there dumbstruck as the most beautiful stretch of powerful light broke through the darkness. A kinetic surge of bright white ribbons swirled and danced in front of me as I shook my head and placed the car in gear.

“Really?!!” I laughed incredulously.

“Ok, I get it…”

“Don’t tell You what to do.”

“Yes Sir.”

“…who are you, O man, who answers back to God? The thing molded will not say to the molder, ‘Why did you make me like this,’ will it?”   Romans 9:20

“Woe to the one who quarrels with his Maker– An earthenware vessel among the vessels of earth! Will the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you doing?’ Or the thing you are making say, ‘He has no hands‘?”   Isaiah 45:9

my picture of the lightning

Karma

A friend of mine posted a comment on facebook which said:

“Karma is great..people do get what they deserve. Rock on Mother Nature” 

First off…just to make mention of one thing, God CREATED {“mother”} nature.

’nuff said.

And as for karma…

The other day I was at the grocery store when I noticed a family…ok, I didn’t actually notice them per se, it was the commotion the family, or more specifically their son, was making that I noticed.  This boy, who was about four years old, was screaming and carrying on about how much he hated his mom, and didn’t want to be there.  All she was asking him to do was to stay by her and the cart, but he very obviously and noisily wanted nothing to do with it.  I was shocked at the disrespectful words and phrases coming from this young boy’s mouth.

When his mother finally gave up fighting him and released the death-grip on his arm, he ran off, spit on the floor, and did the na-na-na-na-na-you-can’t-catch-me dance.  It was appalling, and I tried to finish my shopping as quickly as possible to get out of there.

Of course, once I left them and got up to the check out line I noticed I had forgotten the eggs located in the back of the store where, of course, that family by now would be.

I ran back, and sure enough they were approaching the cooler that my sites were locked in on.  I quickly opened the door to grab a carton of eggs while mom and son argued and he flailed and ran around yelling and cussing at her.  As I was turning to get out of there, his mom opened the door to grab a gallon of milk, and her son not watching, ran smack dab into the door.

Oh, I so had to smile.

It was so sweet, and his mother even said “See? That’s what you get!”

“Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap.”   Galatians 6:7 

“Karma,” as defined by Wikipedia is “the concept of ‘action’ or ‘deed’, understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect.”  God is always watching and absolutely promises we will be held responsible for our actions and our choices.

Jax and I as parents, have been shown so many times how disobeying causes more harm than doing what you’re told.  So often we ask our children not to stand on the furniture, not to run in the house, put a bike helmet on… you know the typical cautionary requests.  Not hard to obey but the fun-o-meter drastically plummets when obeying is adhered to.

But if our words are not heeded, more often than not, our children will experience a fall, or stub their toe, run into a door or something worse.  And the same goes for us.  When we choose to disobey God’s laws, one way or another we will get hurt. Not necessarily physically of course, but it is not worth the heartache… the punishment will come and we will have to learn a painful lesson.

“My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord, nor be weary when reproved by him. For the Lord disciplines the one he loves, and chastises every son whom he receives.”   Hebrews 12:5b-6  

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