When you live on the second (and top) level of an apartment building and your wife is pregnant, paying attention to such matters takes on a whole new meaning.
And I was simultaneously reminded of just how small we really are.
A funnel cloud could easily have swept through our entire area, and decimated all in its path.
It didn't. But it was too close for comfort. The tornado sirens were going off. I've lived in Nashville for over 7 years and that was the first time I heard them.
I'm reminded of (and listening to) one of my all-time favorite songs, Rich Mullins' "Calling Out Your Name," his masterpiece detailing the beauty, wonder and mystery of God's creation. Rich sings...
I feel the thunder in the skyI see the sky about to rainAnd with the prairiesI am calling out your name
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This time of year, the weather is NUTS. Last year, we had the worst tornadic season I've ever been through. One evening, after spending an hour under pillows and cushions in our 3x5 laundry room (yes....SMALL!! Joe, JOey, dogs and me... haha!), we came out to check on the weather. We opened the back door in time to watch the lightning light up a funnel cloud about a 1/2 mile away that was big enough to swallow us whole. When we did open the door, I remember it was as if every organ inside of me, and every breath was fighting to not be sucked out of my body with the pressure of the twister. I've never been so freaked out in my life. And yes - its not only a fear for your own life, its a fear for the life of your child. It brings on a whole new meaning!!!!!
It won't be long until Harvey arrives! :) We can't wait!
xoxo,
katie and joe
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