No Surprise -- RAIN in Washington!
Wednesday night was the first rainstorm that has occurred since I arrived in the Evergreen State. I love thunder and lightning. The clouds hover so low in the atmosphere, they provide a thick encasing. Their silver hue sounds out the warning, "heavy raindrops are about to fall! I hold great amounts of electricity, watch out!"
The crash of the thunder jolted me from sleep. I wish I had pulled myself out of bed to watch the lightning flash across the night sky. Instead, I rolled over and was lulled back to sleep by the drumming of the raindrops and the rolling growls of thunder.
I have missed these storms. I have missed the thrill of waiting for the lightning to strike, illuminating the dark expanse and then, with eager anticipation, counting the seconds until the thunder responds.
It's been a long time since I have seen lightning come down in jagged-rod formation. When I was about eleven years old, my neighbor friend and I dashed outside of the house as we saw the large drops of rain fall and heard the thunder grumbling. We had to get our bikes from the street to the protection of the porch. As we were pushing our backs back to the house, lightning struck right in front of our path. I don't know if it was an optical illusion or not. Neither of us felt anything nor was a mark left on the ground, but it was a thrill as we dashed back across the grass and got back to the safety of home.
I do remember watching a thunderstorm from a plane. I was heading back with a group of twelve others from Santiago, Chile. We were flying across the middle section of the United States. The lightning rods were amazing as they would suddenly appear and flash within the cloud. I kept marveling at the greatness of the Lord.
I must be a true Washingtonian. I love the rain, the smell, the feel; it makes me want to sing...in the rain.
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