Amazing. Amazing. Amazing.

It happened yesterday. But I still feel the lingering, joyous spiritual effects of riding out a storm. On my bicycle. Thunder. A hard, cold rain. Mixed with pellet-sized hail. My swim suit and t-shirt soaked. Water streaming down my face. To my lips. And tongue. Quenching my thirst. Oh, the thrill. Of being alive. And communing with the forces of nature. I wasn't scared. Maybe because I was immersed. In the moment. A gift. From the almighty. The creator. Amazing. Amazing. Amazing. --Jim Broede