God, a word about Your thunderstorms, if I may
Dear God, For as long as I can remember, I’ve claimed affection for Your thunderstorms. Practically, they generate the most glorious and relaxing white noise I’ve ever experienced. Philosophically, they remind me of how life works, and I appreciate their rejuvenation and replenishment. Nostalgically, they remind me of being a little boy and sitting with … Read more