The last Tuesday in October saw a short, fierce earthquake
in the wee hours of the morning. I was
having trouble sleeping due to strange dreams (some involving not finding my
crush – even my dreams are realistic), and the earthquake barely
registered. I clearly remember thinking I wonder if there’s water... No, no water, and then turning over and
going back to sleep. Nothing seemed
affected in my room or in the kitchen, so I really thought it was a dream.
Until our short devotion at work the next morning
outlining the many ways God could kill us if He so wished.