Last night, we finally had some rain! It was so enjoyable, we all gathered on the back porch and sat and watched the lightning show and watched as the rain moved in. Lightning used to scare me when I was a kid but my mom would sit on our front porch with me and watch the storm move across the sky.
Powerful is the word I would use for lightning. These big, bright streaks across the sky brought with it welcome relief from the intense heat and drought we were having. Such excitement! Living on the edge of the great prarie, I often wonder what it was like two hundred years ago when lightning came bringing rain but also the threat of fire. Fire was good because it burned off the old, dead grass so new, fresh grass would grow and bring the buffalo. You'd maybe lose your home to fire but you'd also probably have fresh meat.
For now, I'm just content to watch God's light show in the sky and marvel at it's awesomeness!