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 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 the little girl would look at the streak of light and smile.
When the mother's car drew up beside the child 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
May God bless you today as you face the storms that come your way.