Oh, how easy it can be to let Satan gain a foothold in the mind. A thunderstorm in the mind.
Some tears, prayers and laying down the burden later I am refreshed.
One real live thunderstorm, the mild excitement of a possible fire at a neighbor's, some "Singing In The Rain" and twirling umbrellas with my neighbor girls later - it's a good day.
To splash in a puddle in the rain, twirl an umbrella, have a play water fight as the rain pours, hear the thunder grumble and see lightning flicker. (Then go in the house when it gets closer.)
Ahh summer in Indiana.