Last night's windstorm was quite unlike anything I've ever seen in Pennsylvania. Dad sent pictures today of some trees blown down in his yard. Travelling from their home in Economy to take my sister home in Beaver falls we had numerous downed trees and limbs to contend with and had to detour a few times. Actually, the night was alot like being back in Kansas. The strong winds were like a typical windstorm and while rare here, would not have been remarkable out there. We wouldn't have had the number of downed trees that we had here since wind of that kind was common enough that any that were weak were probably already blown down. We'd get about 3-5 trees in town to remove and a lot of sticks to pick out of the yard in the morning. It was actually kind of neat to see wind of that strength again. While here we are so surrounded by natural beauty of trees, wildflowers, hills and mountains, out in the flater places I had to discover creation's beauty in the extremes of wind and weather. Unlike the majesty of mountains and old tall trees, I'd say it was the weather that inspired awe in the flatlands since it was the only thing appearing bigger than us.
I did hear of one terrible case of a person killed by a falling tree and I am sure there was some other costly damage. Like with our wild weather out there our hearts and prayers go out to those for whom it brings loss and sorrow. May the God who we see in creation's majesty and nature's power also bring the comfort and provision which He provides and promises in Jesus Christ.
In Christ and on the shepherd's Path,
Mark
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