My son and I went to Target yesterday before dinner, around 4:30 ish. It was a hot, sunny day. We spent about an hour in there and when we came out, it was pitch black. The clouds were not only dark, but low. There was an eerie feeling in the air and I thought for sure a tornado was going to throw itself down any minute and swirl us into Oz. Needless to say, I was a little freaked out.
We got in the car before the rain slammed us and our packages, and I begin to drive home. The clouds were remaining to have me in complete awe as I don't ever remember seeing something this strange before. So, as a good Christian woman I started to pray, "Please Jesus, spare us from the devastion that a tornado will bring. . ."
While stopped at one of the many traffic lights that I endure on my little trip home, all of a sudden I envisioned Jesus stepping out of those clouds. "Yep." I thought to myself. "This is the type of sky that I read about in the Bible. . "
With the vision of Jesus coming through those clouds, I have to admit, it just added more panic to my already apparent psychosis.
The light changed green, and it started to drizzle.
Still thinking about Jesus coming through the clouds, all of a sudden an indescribable peace come over me.
At the next stop light, I looked up at the sky and just smiled, knowing that everything was okay, even me.
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