There is something about a lightning storm that helps to bring things into perspective. No matter what we do, how smart we become, how much we think we know, we will never be able to harness the lightning. As it was flashing between the mountains this afternoon, filling the darkened sky with brilliance for fleeting moments at a time, I was struck (no pun intended) by its random nature yet impressed with its organized presentation. The electrical streaks go where they choose, and it is as though they are choosing, leaving us completely at the mercy of their startling, self-contained power, and when the storm has subsided the show pulls up stakes and fades to black abandoning a shuttering section of earth in its wake. The sheer force of all that energy, gathered into one vast, though limited area, is inspiring and terrifying at the same time. It demonstrates without consideration and asks only that we watch with the proper respect and a certain amount of awe, knowing that when the curtain rises all eyes will turn heavenward and be amazed.
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