Nora Betts

Watching thunderstorms is one of my greatest joys in life. Every time a good, Midwest storm rolls into my college town of Seward, Nebraska, I abandon my half-finished homework, hurry outside, and watch gleefully as the sky flashes with lightning. My friends know the drill. There’s no way I’ll be able to focus on anything else, so I’ll be back when the storm blows over.

I consider my love of lightning more than a random infatuation. Yes, it’s a beautiful part of nature, but it’s more than that to me. Every lightning bolt reminds me of God and His promises.