Gettin' small again

It's coming! And I am ready!

Thunderstorm season.

Even as I write this it is thundering outside. It is chilly out, but I lifted the window in my study just enough that I can hear it rolling across the sky.

Thunderstorms have a way of changing my focus.

As soon as I become aware that a storm is inching into my view, I am out side watching.
My senses take in every part of a storm.

The sounds are beautiful...composing the newest spring time symphony.
As the storm marches it way across the landscape, there is a silence.
Everything seems to quiet down as life prepares for the impending chaos.
Well,
everything but the birds, and they sing.
In the midst of the stillness,
the birds take advantage of a great opportunity to share their latest song.
Then the thunder starts rolling and cracking.
Some thunder is so deep in the clouds it's just a rumble and I relax, with a sigh,
while other claps are quick and loud, making me jump and giving me chill bumps.
Watching the sky is a treat for me.
The colors are always perfect.
I love the contrast of dark and light mixed with the colors that God chooses for that storm.
Only God could know which color should go with each individual storm. Each color tells the storm's life story.
The massive clouds literally dance...
to me, it's like a ballet.
So much movement, and it all seems to be coordinated,
perfectly coupled with the symphony of the sounds.
Oh..and the smell...
the winds pick up the smell of fresh rain and blows it across me....
one of the most refreshing smells there is.
Sometimes it is coupled with the scent of pine trees,
other times there is a hint of dirt in it.
That is one of life's perfects scents.
Then, I feel it...the change of temperature.
The moment when I know that the storm has arrived
and moving inside is the best idea. ;)
The wind changes it's direction,
it is swirling around me,
the thunder is so close I can feel the vibrations,
there is a crispness in the air,
and I can feel a few small raindrops bouncing off my face.
Lightning is reaching out of the clouds and touching the earth.
The flashes are frightening and exhilarating!
I run inside and watch out of the window.

This is when my focus is changed.

In everyday life, as I tend to be consumed by my thoughts, my worries, my life...
I get way too big.
This storm rolls in and I shrink.
I feel small.
I am relieved.
I take a step back, reevaluate.
It's okay to feel small.
It's humbling, and energizing at the same time.
The storm goes over, the sun comes back out, everything is fresh
and I smile...
What a show God!
You Sir...and your creation...are beautiful.