~* Lightning! *~
A little girl walked to and from school daily. Though the weather that
morning was questionable and clouds were forming, she made her daily trek to the
elementary school.
As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up,
along with the thunder and lightning. The mother of the little girl felt
concerned that her daughter would be frightened as she walked home from school
and she herself feared that the electrical storm might harm her
child.
Following the roar of thunder, lightning, like a flaming
sword, would cut through the sky. Full of concern, the mother quickly got into
her car and drove along the route to her child's school. As she did so, she saw
her little girl walking along, but at each flash of lightning, the child would
stop, look up, and smile. Another and another were to follow quickly, and with
each flash the little girl would look at the streak of light and
smile.
When the mother's car drew up beside the girl, she lowered
the window and called to her, "What are you doing? Why do you keep
stopping?"
The child answered, "I am trying to look pretty, God keeps
taking my picture."
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