Gus and the Tornado

Gus, our dog, was in his crate for the night. He was totally happy to be in the house, out of the dark (he hates the darkness), and in a place where he could chew on his bone in peace. Until he started barking and whining like crazy! I went down the stairs, into theContinue reading “Gus and the Tornado”

God: Working Behind the Scenes

I stood out in the front yard last night watching the clouds swirl by. A storm was coming. The sky was growing darker by the minute as the clouds rotated in an eerie fashion. Sirens blared off in the distance, a tornado had been spotted in the northern part of our county. Beauty and death danced before me in the clouds, such a mix of awe and fear.