A storm passed through last night. The winds were strong and the rain came down rather heavily. The thunder periodically interrupted the sound of the rain next to our bedroom window. The lightning flashed every so often reminding me of how awesome God is.
The sound of the wind and rain often lulls me to sleep, which I love. I have always been a fan of thunderstorms. My dad and mom would make sure that the four of "us kids" were not afraid of them. We would all troop out onto the front porch of our old farmhouse and watch the beauty of the lightning and the power of the thunder. my parents would talk about the might of God and the amazing power He created when I formed the elements.
I guess I mainly write this to tell you about my love for the beauty and power of God's creation and for the teaching that my parent gave me while I was under their roof. They were always intentional about the way they taught my siblings and I. They wanted us to have a healthy fear of God and also a respect for His amazing creation. When I say, "healthy fear", I'm not saying they tried to scare it into us! They brought God's word to the table and lead us in truth and hope in Christ.
Blessings,
Rachel
