Lea Anne Foster (Virginia, USA)
On the morning of the third day there was thunder and lightning, with a thick cloud over the mountain, and a very loud trumpet blast. Everyone in the camp trembled. - Exodus 19:16 (NIV)
My brother died on a June afternoon. That evening as a major storm rolled in, I felt drawn outside. Wind whipped at my tear-streaked cheeks and blew my hair in every direction. Shades of gray, blue, and orange streaked the sky. I looked heavenward and saw a flash of lightning...
I will look for God’s presence all around me today.
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