A friend of mine sent me the following email several weeks ago (thanks, Christina). At the time I wasn’t sure why I saved it. Now I know. In response to many of your messages regarding my recent posts, I’d like to respond by means of this short story.
“A Child’s View of Thunderstorms”
A little girl walked to and from school daily. Though the weather that morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to school. As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with lightning.
The mother of the little girl felt concerned that her daughter would be frightened as she walked home from school. She also feared the electrical storm might harm her child. Full of concern, the mother got into her car and quickly drove along the route to her child’s school. As she did, she saw her little girl walking along.
At each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look up, and smile. More lightning followed and with each, the little girl would look at the streak of light and smile. When the mother drew up beside the child, she lowered the window and called, “What are you doing?”
The child answered, “I am trying to look pretty because God keeps taking my picture.”
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We all face our particular Life Storms. Whatever storm you’re faced with, or better illustrated in this story, whatever storm SOMEONE ELSE may be faced with, may not always be as you see it. I believe blessings are hidden in every situation, even when they’re not apparent. T.R.U.S.T.