in That Hideous Strength, by C.S. Lewis, there is a couple who is described as liking weather. when asked what type of weather, they respond that they like all kinds of weather. i wish i did. i like some parts of most types of weather, but not all of all types of weather. i've experienced tornadoes (in florida it is called tornadic activity), hurricanes, earthquakes, snow storms, thunder storms, gentle warm soft rain as found in hawaii, and sunny days at beaches on both coasts and in the caribbean. i prefer sunny days at the beach, any beach, although my favorites are found in granada & san diego. my preferences might be shallow. after shoveling nearly 70 inches of snow this winter i might be bias.
but even recognizing my preferences or weather limitations, i admit that all weather has the hand of God.
i don't always understand the weather, especially when weather causes tragedy. why doesn't God stop the weather that hurts? why isn't every day a sunny, warm day everyplace on the earth?
i don't know.
i don't understand.
this life still has mysteries.
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