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What a glorious storm tonight!

The clouds gathered in the west as the sun was setting, catching the last rays of the desert sun in a warm magenta that made the red rocks glow as I’ve never seen them before.

When darkness completed shrouding the night, the storm broke. Lightning that had been distant began crashing down within two hundred yards of us. Rain flooded the streets, robbing our tires of traction. Hail crashed into the naked flesh of our arms as we stretched them out into the long-yearned-for cool of the summer storm.

The sky’s demonstration of power brought us closer together and closer to the divine than we’ve been in too long, helping us shed the petty worries we’ve been wearing around our necks for months and recall eternity.

If You’re reading this, thank You for that storm.