Tag: Storms

Clenched Fist or Open Hand?

It was 4:45 a.m. when I woke from a dream. I don’t remember what I dreamed, but I do remember vividly how tightly clenched my fists were in the dream…and when I woke up…so much so that my hands hurt. It took a conscious… Continue Reading “Clenched Fist or Open Hand?”

God is Present in the Storm

The clouds to our East looked dark and ominous as we drove. We knew the forecast was calling for severe thunderstorms with possible tornados, and those clouds looked every bit capable of producing such weather. Our grandma had passed away, and we were determined… Continue Reading “God is Present in the Storm”