Rain

When Martin Luthor was making a long trip through the woods a storm struck. Rain poured from the sky and lightning and thunder struck and boomed all over. The storm so scared Luthor that he promised to be a monk if he made it through. When I first heard this story I condemned him for his haste.

It was storming earlier today very hard. Looking at the storm it seemed as if God was angry, roaring at the earth and threatening me destruction. I've been through lightning storm before (of course), but this one struck me. I no longer really blame Luthor as much as I used to. I can see why he was scared and why he would make such a hasty promise, in the middle of the country with no shield against such a storm. I kind of feel sorry for him now. He actually went through with his promise.