Tornado Watch

Yesterday started full of sunshine and bright ideas of planning Donovan's birthday party for Friday.  The boys were outside making a mini golf course when the air started to feel stagnant and thick.  We checked the weather channel and sure enough, we were under a tornado watch as a funnel cloud was spotted in Calgary and conditions were right for a possible tornado, or more likely thundershowers.  So the boys and I quickly gathered in many toys and bikes and anything that could blow away and came inside and tried not to worry.  Eventually we went over the our neighbors just to feel safe, as they have a basement.  As it turns out, we never spotted a funnel cloud, just a lot of strong wind and rain.

There was a bit of that going on inside my house yesterday too.  Donovan had a very long time-out and I was discouraged that on this last day of being seven, he still could not contain his energies to keep positive and obedient.

Then we rushed off to notes and a dress rehearsal at the Passion Play site in pouring down rain.  This was to be the night Daddy could watch, but we started very late and didn't get all the way through before quitting in another storm.  There were breaks for the most part during the run and it was exciting to be telling the story out in the elements, but it was very slippery on the bentonite hills, so most of us wore boots and there were no "special effects" on the horizon.

But Dave did get to see all the parts with the boys.  The tiny figure in the right of the badlands picture is little Weston touching the face of the leper woman who has just been healed.  That is his feature moment in the story and it is really sweet.

During the play it felt as though we were still on tornado watch, just like at home.  Course I couldn't really feel it in the air as though conditions were more dangerous than a regular storm.  I think it was because we checked the weather channel that we became so aware.

It's telling of my life in general.  If I were to stop and check I would discover I am often on tornado watch.  Conditions are ripe in my tiredness and overwhelming duties/activities for a funnel cloud of frustration and swirling passions to touch down and wreak some havoc on anything not securely fastened.

I've threatened to take toys away that are consistently left out, and my tornadow of rage might just do it!

I should be more aware.  Watch for those signs and try to dissipate the war for control with less pressure building.

I am a weather system; responding and building upon the conditions before me.  I need to rain down my pent up waters in a steady mile shower before I create a severe catastrophe.