I stopped to get gas this morning in a torrential downpour. Thunder, lightning, the whole show.
A bolt of lightning hit dangerously close. The kind where you see the light and hear the crack simultaneously. Maybe 20 feet away. It scared the gajeebers out of me! I have no gajeebers.
In the midst of these harsh conditions; Hard rain, powerful winds, loud thunder and lightning, I thought, “Is God mad?”
I’m not suggesting God operates this way, and I’m not saying he doesn’t. But these were the actual words I spoke.
“Are we OK, God?”