And this is what I saw

Labels: photography, storm chasing
Labels: photography, storm chasing
posted by Marcian @ 1:09 PM
The philosophical miscellany of a journey through yet undiscovered country.
First and foremost, a sinner saved by grace. Young woman grappling with the physical and emotional rigors of adulthood. Living the life I never wanted, and loving every minute of it. Giving every moment to God and trusting in His providence. And running the race for the imperishable crown, only to one day cast it at the feet of Him who won it for me.
5 Comments:
Then answered the LORD unto Job out of the whirlwind, and said, Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me. Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous? Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him? Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty. Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him. Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place. Hide them in the dust together; and bind their faces in secret. Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee."
(Job 40:6-14)
What a picture...
Oh, and I love that passage.
Is that a tornado over the tree?
Yes, indeed. That would be a tornado in its roping-out stage. It's sort of rolling and squeezing out the circulation.
I believe me an Jazzy would be under the bed instead of taking photos.
Post a Comment
<< Home