Psalm 32:7 "Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from
trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah."
Isaiah 25:4 "For thou hast been ...a refuge from the
storm..."
In 2003, my husband's brother died, and we traveled to the city where
he lived for the memorial, a city known for terrific thunderstorms. We chose not to stay in the city, but in a
small motel some distance away. My husband's brothers were staying at the same motel. We wanted to avoid the heavy traffic of the city, so we went to the memorial by a quieter route
that took us on the outskirts. We took our little dog with us, and I
waited outside with the dog while my husband and his other brothers were
attending the memorial. It was a very
hot day, and I watched the sky as the thunderheads gathered and began to
spread. The sky grew black, it was clear
that there was a big storm brewing.
My husband came out from the reception before it ended and said that
his brothers were going to stay
longer, so we drove back to the motel the same way we came, back along the quiet route, pausing
only to video the thunderheads about to let loose. I wanted to stay and watch the
storm, but my husband thought it wise to avoid the driving rain or hail that
was sure to begin shortly. As we drove
away the rain started, and some small hail, and I was thankful to be out of
harms way...
