Last night was an awesome storm. The rain came down in torrents leaving 5 inches of water in some places. We once lived where rain is scarce so this kind of rain brings out the celebration in my kids (and me). Though now in their 20's they couldn't help but skip in the puddles and dance in the rain. I wanted to-- much more than I did but somewhere off in the close distance was lightning and thunder. I was taught to respect the power and dangers of a storm. It wasn't safe... but then... is anything safe? Are we meant to stay safe? Or are we meant to celebrate? It's confusing for me. I have been so trained to be safe and as a mom I have worked hard to keep my children safe but somehow they have learned a balance between being safe and living life. Perhaps that is part of being like little children that Jesus calls us to?