... The way You love me is frightening.
Last night I did something I hadn't done in years: Sat and watched the lightning pierce through the night sky.
Lightning and thunder have always amazed me. The unexpected power and ferocity in which they rush is so captivating.
Oddly enough this stolen moment spent storm-gazing there at my windowsill, brought a rush of peace and stillness to my soul, which was much needed (and appreciated).
And for a second there, I had a "Are You there, God? It's me, [Annie]" moment.
Even in the harried craziness of life, be still, child... and know that I AM GOD.
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