These are a few of my favorite things

I'm laying here in bed watching Gilmore Girls, in the dark, with my fan blowing on me. It's how I fall asleep at night and it's how I relax. Odd, isn't it? One- I usually end up getting a cold in the morning because I'm so hot throughout the day and then the ice cold air... equals the sniffles in the morning. Also, Gilmore Girls is such a high paced, fast-talking show some people find it stressful or liberating.. well, I've seen all the seasons so many times I could quote them all nearly word-for-word.
Right in the middle of one of Lorelai and Rory's big fights I hear one of these.. roars?.. rumbles? I honestly thought my dad was snoring and I could hear him. So I paused my show, turned on my lamp, turned off my fan and heard it... thunder :).
I love thunderstorms. I don't know what it is about them but I love hearing it, seeing it... and smelling it. But for some reason this particular storm made me think.
Sometimes I take things for granted. Lots of things. And I don't live to the fullest. I don't stop and smell the flowers. And I surely don't appreciate the flowers. Nor the maker of those flowers. Earlier today I was thinking about church. I don't worship enough. Now, I understand that people worship different ways but raising my hands, singing out loud (though it suuuucks), and even just clapping.. that's how I worship. And I miss it, I miss it so much. It's like when all you do is eat and have no drink to accompany it. Yet, you're not hungry... but something's missing and it totally throws everything off.

Thank you Lord for this storm...this wake up call. It was for me :)