Enough Thunder already....

I find it interesting that Charlotte NEVER has a string of nasty weather. But since the DNC roared into town it has been dark, muggy, and rainy. Thunder rumbles out of nowhere and then drenching downpours ensue. Lucky, who is very frightened of bad weather, spent the morning whining, till Asherel put aside her school book and offered him to climb into her lap. I had a dream I was interviewed by the DNC. I do not agree philosophically with their platform in many areas, and I let the interviewer know so. Strange weather. Strange dreams.

I had tried to watch some of the convention. Truth be told, I didn't want to hear what they had to say- I don't agree with the core principles. I think government should be small, taxes should not discourage growth, immigration laws should be enforced, creativity and risk should be rewarded even if the innovator becomes stinking rich, Israel should be protected at all costs, innocent life should be protected and valued so the least vulnerable among us too have a choice, and government should not force wealth redistribution, but the charitable impulses of all should be encouraged. I don't think big business is inherently bad nor private enterprise something to be taxed out of existence. I don't believe government should be in charge of my health care or a panel of government officials in charge of deciding who gets care, how much it will cost, and then hoisting it upon me whether I want it or not. The list goes on. But I did want to see if they showed any shots of Charlotte and extolled the virtues of my city. They didn't and I found myself growing more and more disheartened the more I listened to them so I had to turn it off.

The bad weather is predicted to last through Thursday. It clears up Friday, coincidentally as the DNC leaves town. I for one, am longing for the sun and light to return. It is dreary and grey, not at all showcasing Charlotte to the world in its typical splendor. The bright spot in the day is I finally got to see my good friend's new baby. He was adorable with all the promise of a glorious life in his little 9 pound body. I like how God never leaves us without hope. Of all the symbols I sought in the day, that little baby was the one that left me certain I could outlast the rain.

Exodus 9:28 (NIV)
Pray to the Lord, for we have had enough thunder and hail. I will let you go; you don’t have to stay any longer.




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