When the sky is bright and blue, everything is right in the atmosphere. There is not a care in the world to upset things until the dark clouds start rolling in, and the atmosphere change. Where there were once white clouds and blue skies, there are no more white clouds to be seen, and the sky is gray. Rain begins to fall in droplets, just enough to moisten the atmosphere, but then the thunder rolls in and takes over as the lightening follows. The rain begins to fall a little harder, and the thunder begins to roar a little louder, and the lightening begins to flash a little brighter with the electricity crackling through the sky. Just imagine in your own mind seeing this take place. Just imagine the smell in the air as all of this takes place. Look at the beauty in the rain and the thunder that waters the earth to make things grow again. Doesn’t it give you the feeling of new birth?

As the rain falls to the earth, puddles form on the ground where there were once dry holes where little ground critters lived. Now they have turned into swimming holes for them to enjoy when the sun comes out again. Thunder roars loudly letting the atmosphere know it is in control of the lightening that flashes behind it. Fear strikes the hearts of those who are afraid of the sound that the thunder makes. Little one’s scatter at the crackling of the lightening that sparks across the sky leaving electric vibrations all over the sky. Sheets of rain falls harder and harder causing rivers to form from the large raindrops that crash to the ground from the sky. Who would have ever thought that this would happen in such of a small town? Who would have thought a rain storm would have caused all of this?

As all of the townspeople tried to outrun the storm, the roads began to wash away, leaving them stranded wherever they were, there was no escape. Things turned dangerous as the lightening hit the ground, the trees, the light poles, houses, and cars. The elements began to fall from the sky as if they were being thrown down by someone who was angry because of something that had been done wrong to them. The sky turned from black to red, and the rain turned from water into blood, and fire came up from the streets all around the town. Masses of people were taken, and there were those who were left behind, and those who were left behind were spared to tell the story of what happened on earth, and to remember that one-minute things can be pretty and beautiful, and the next minute, it can be dangerous and scary, and unexpected.

In all that happened that beautiful, dangerous day, there is still beauty in the thunder and the rain. So, when the sky is blue and pretty with clouds gracing the sky, do not underestimate the sky or the clouds that are there, because all of that can change in a split second. Do not take life for granted, because you can be here one minute and gone the next. Live one day at a time and appreciate every moment given as if it were your last and you knew it.