Unlike my Dad and one of my heat loving sons, I am a very reluctant summer lover! Summer humidity seems to wilt my spirit and I have thanked God for the inventor of air conditioning quite frequently. As my oldest child (the heat lover) can attest, I can sit in front of a window unit air conditioner quite comfortably while everyone else is huddled in blankets as their lips turn blue.
But my summer love perks up when I hear thunder in the distance. There is NOTHING like an approaching Midwest Summer Thunderstorm.
That feeling of utter terror mingled with the tingle of delight is the closest I can come to describing it. This particular storm rolled in slowly and left us speechless. It gave me a vivid image of how it must have been for the Israelites to be led by a Pillar of Cloud. Midwest Thunderstorms leave you feeling very, very small and sometimes that is a good place to find yourself in. I snapped the first few pics and when the thunder started I retreated and Creative Child ran out with abandon and took the rest.