Monday, June 22, 2009

a whirlwind journey: in more ways than one!

Brothers and Sisters in Christ,
I just had about a page written out and decided against it. So, you are getting the condensed version of a good weekend. A friend and I traveled to Chicago to visit some great friends. We spent the weekend talking, watching movies, going to garage sales and Bass Pro Shop, playing guitar hero, dominating in bags, playing volleyball, eating and through the baseball around. It was a great weekend of fellowship and I thank you for it and can’t wait until we do it again!

Also, on Friday, I traveled to Michigan to visit a mission aviation school and also Calvin Seminary. If you want to know more, ask or email me. I ask for your prayers in my decisions about the future and where God’s kingdom needs me more. Actually, I would very much like to hear your thoughts as well, so feel free to email me.

On the way home Sunday, we enjoyed great times of conversation and listening to sermons by John Piper, but when we got west of Albert Lea, we came across something. We could see ahead that some very heavy rain was falling and sure enough, in a matter of minutes, rain pummeled the Blazer. With the windshield wipers on high, water flew everywhere as we exited the interstate and found a place to park. The monsoon continued. In 2 or 3 minutes, an all to familiar sound was heard: the high pitch wine of tornado sirens and also with that, the rain stopped.

I decided not to sit and wait for the storm and we left and only a few miles down the road, we saw the culprit. There, on the left side of the interstate, a funnel cloud slowly descended towards the earth, rotating as it went. Pulling over, we watched it come all the way to the ground and rotate in a leaning spiral out into the fields and within a few minutes, the tornado dissipated as quickly as it had come down. All in all, a sweet sight.

Here are a few pictures!










Monday, June 1, 2009

Wish you were there...

No words or descriptions except sunset at the tail end of a thunderstorm. Enjoy.









A picture is worth a thousand words.

Yet, it is nothing like being there... thunder rumbling, colors changing second by second revealing a new painting at every glance.

I wish you could have been there.