squall

We’re alone, the two of us; about a quarter mile from sea. Unexpectedly you stir, a wind springs up as if from nowhere; clouds rush in. A clear sky turns leaden in the twinkling of an eye. I’ve never been caught in a squall before. Surprisingly invigorating. Curtains of windswept rain pelt me, as though I have done something to her, angered you. Though what I did to raise your ire I have not a clue. “I have to get back inside,” I mutter. No one around for miles, and all around me rain, my sole companion. Fleeting thoughts: “It’s hard to see around and through the water covering my glasses,” and “Never knew I could get so sodden so quickly!” As I jog—uncertain of my footing, not wanting to risk slipping, not wanting to stay out in this torrent —I realize, anew, how powerful my companion is. A few days before a friend of mine told me that Christians have blown it when it comes to being good stewards (caring for the land), “They think that after being expelled from Eden, they have to get back at God by ignoring what he told them about taking care of his creation,” she said. Well, this is one sure way to keep me from forgetting you.

squall

AJFletcher

Joined January 2008

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Surprised by nature’s power.

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