I'm thankful for Thunderstorms

The sweetest thing happened today and I (Paul) had to post about it.

Last night in the middle of the night we had a window shaking thunderstorm. It carried on for maybe half an hour and I was worried that Asher and Madeleine wake up scared, but they slept soundly through the whole thing. This morning there were a few more rumblings and Asher and I watched the far off lightning before I headed off to work. This evening when we were working/playing in the yard another storm rolled in. Asher loved it and kept saying that "the thunder is loud like a garbage truck." I had told him that the thunder can get so loud that it shakes the house. We sat out in the yard watching until it started getting too close.

We went inside, laid on the floor and watched through the open back door. Then suddenly a monster lightning bolt and thunder cracked simultaneously, directly over our heads. It made me jump and yell "Whoa", but Asher and Maddie scrambled away from the door crying.

Asher was really scared and was having a hard time settling down so I suggested saying a prayer and asking Heavenly Father and Jesus to not let the thunder shake our house any more. Asher has had a hard time praying lately, but tonight he asked me to pray to ask Jesus to not shake the house. When I was done he said "amen" but then informed me that I forgot to ask Heavenly Father to not shake the house too. So Asher prayed and although I may not have understood every word he was definitely pouring his heart out for the first time in a long time.

While Asher was thankful that God made the thunder stop shaking the house, I was certainly happy that he sent it in the first place.