Michael was a sneaky storm.
Pretending to be "not much of anything" as he meandered in the lower Gulf of Mexico,
he grew to be quite the unexpected monster.
The closer he got to land, the more ferocious he became.
Not to be slowed down or tamed,
he plowed right into the Florida panhandle with all of the force of a bomb
causing widespread destruction and mayhem.
Charging through central Georgia as a full on hurricane,
Michael continued to spread his fury far and wide well into the night.
I heard the screaming winds as I tried to sleep,
wondering what our world would look like at first light.
We got off easy this time.
Michael skirted by with blustery winds and very little rain.
Other places were devastated, leveled, torn to shreds.
O God have mercy on those people who have lost everything.
Be with the families of those who lost loved ones.
Be with those who will clean up, restore, and help to rebuild.
"He scatters His bright clouds
and they swirl about,
being turned by His guidance,
that they may do whatever He commands them
on the face of the whole earth."
Job 37:11~14
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