So Mom and I are driving home from the airport with Kim on Thursday night and we are in the middle of a MASSIVE rainstorm. Rain was coming sideways at the truck in sheets. It was craziness. I was looking out the passengers side window and all of the sudden everything went from pitch black to BRIGHT WHITE. I screamed and threw my hands up in the air (at least thats what I'm told!!) and for a second it felt like my heart had stopped beating. When everything went white suddenly the thought flashed through my mind, Jesus is coming!!! I can't explain the excitement an dpure joy that coursed through my veins for that split second when I couldn't see. Then things went back to black, and I was suddenly very dissapointed, and sad. It made me think about how we don't often put alot of thought into Jesus coming again, or at least I don't. I am so caught up in my life on this planet and what *I* want to do. I remember praying as a teenager, that the Lord wouldn't come back ...