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There was a little girl who walked to and from school every day.
One day, though the weather that morning was questionable and
clouds were forming, she set out on her daily trek to the elementary
school.
As the afternoon progressed, the winds whipped up, along with thunder
and lightning. Her mother was concerned that her daughter would be
frightened as she walked home from school and she herself feared that
the electrical storm might harm her child.
Following the roar of thunder, lightning, like a flaming sword, was cutting
through the sky. Concerned, the mother quickly got into her car and drove
along the route to her child's school. As she did so, she saw her little girl
walking along, but at each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look up
and smile at the sky.
Another and another flash of lighning followed and with each the little girl
would look up at the streak of light and smile. The mother pulled her car
up beside the child, and she lowered the window and called to her, "What
are you doing? Why do you keep stopping?"
The little girl answered, "I am trying to look pretty! God keeps taking my
picture." . . .
Story by - Unknown
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