I love baseball

And yet none of those balls is actually a baseball

I was waiting for somebody to notice that!

That brings back memories. I grew up in NE Colorado in an area they called "hail alley", which I think takes in a narrow swath of land they call "The Entire Midwest" I've seen hail the size of grapefruit (softball), 3 1/2 ft tall wheat fields flattened like a putting green, tractor cabs smashed flat, barns decimated. You never forget that color of green in the sky. We had a little museum that had a piece of wheat straw stuck through a 7 inch telephone pole by a tornado. Who can forget the fury of a 3" downpour in 20 minutes.
Where I live now a tenth of an inch rain is considered heavy, and people talk for weeks about pea sized hail. LOL. Tuscon gets more annual precipitation than we do.

We live in Oklahoma, so tornadoes can certainly be a problem. We've had to run from one a few years ago. almost came in contact with a small "spin up" one....but we were ok. We saw the tornadoe with our own eyes; only time so far I ever have.
The reason I made that meme was because yesterday we were supposed to get baseball /softball size hail BAD in our area. On the news, they were mentioning our city name and we figured it was gonna hit; it was definite. You should have seen those monsters being shown on the weather Channel; huge. You see, we just moved to a small house on 40 acres...we have a metal house (the roof could get dented) and no garage (car windshields could smash), so we prayed and asked God to protect our belongings and us......We never got ONE HAILSTONE last night! Just rain. God worked to keep us safe when it was a gaurantee for large hail. God is good to us.

God is truly good. You know how people were laughing so hard at us, actually they were pouring out furious rage, I had a real simple prayer answered last night too. 1 am is a horrible time to find a parking place in Virginia, and I was scheduled to meet another driver and exchange trailers at one of the worst truck stops for finding parking to do the swap, let alone have a place to get sleep afterwards, so you know the drill, simple prayer, humble thanks and wait to get there. When I arrived I had to wait for 6 trucks to pull out before I could go in. Since everyone has electronic logging devices, you can tell who no longer has hours to drive their truck legally. If you don't go over 4 mph, it won't start you on the drive line of the program and put you in violation of the law, so they had all looked for parking spots and were then creeping out to park on the shoulder of the interstate. As soon as they passed there was one open spot straight in front of me, easy to back into, easy for the other driver to find me. Praise the Lord and let the mockers mock that it was just pure chance. The next challenge was how to swap trailers safely when the other driver got there. Now the other sign of desperation to find a parking spot shows up. Guys are driving in too fast, just hoping to find a spot before they run out of hours, at least 30 guys flew in and then back out.
I know God is good and that He would protect us, but I never expected the guy beside me to pull out of his spot right as the driver I was to meet pulled into the truck stop and he backed right into the spot. Yup. uh huh. Just another random chance of pure perfection.
That's the cornerstone of atheist beliefs. Random chance. Random explosion of nothing and suddenly matter exists. Random spark and random primordial ooze becomes random life. Random chances a for a few billion years and here we are, all 30 trillion random cells of each of us, perfect by chance design. The heavens declare His glory so that all men can see His hand and know that He IS, but they harden their hearts and stiffen their necks so that they can't turn to see Him. all so they can believe in nothing. Pray for the lost, because they truly do not know what they are doing.

God works for sure. Atheists will continue to say it was a "coincidence", but it's just another example of how we can say the Bible is flawless (it is), but atheists will refer to evil, flawed sources and scrounge up some "contradiction"; notice the quotes. Im about to get into another argument soon...pray God gives me diligence, as well as the words to say....

I had a lot of tornadoes go by our farm house in the black of those kind of nights when I was younger too. And I've only seen one come down out of the clouds, touch a lake and then go right back up when I was driving north of Denver one time. God demonstrates (probably every second if we could know it) that He knows our needs and provides. What a wild collection of stories you have as proof. One more story and then I have to go again. There was a guy who lived in the small farm town where I grew up that I would haul hay for and do odd jobs. He was a humble believer. He brought me out some water when I was unloading hay into a barn on a 100 degree day and we found some shade and sat down to share stories. And he told me that when he was 17, he was plowing with a team of horses on a place I knew and things started getting stormy. Before he could get to a safe place he spotted a tornado, coming right toward him so he unhitched the horses and let them run off to fend for themselves, which takes a little time, then he started running toward a road to try to get down in the borrow pit to protect himself when suddenly found himself running a mile away at a neighbors farm, a mile away. Pretty tall tale right, but we moved on to other stories of the wild west.
A week later I was doing some work for an older couple who owned the farm where Bill landed after the tornado. I told them I had done some work for Bill the week before (not mentioning the story) and then the gentleman told me they watched that tornado form, and Bill free the horses and start to fun for the ditch, but he had to close the doors on their storm cellar for their safety and all they could do was pray. There was nothing else they could do, they were all crushed knowing what was about to happen. The family had hardly bowed their heads to pray when in the roar of the tornado passing they heard a knock on the cellar door. When he opened it, there was Bill without a scratch (exactly as he had told me). And the mockers mock, and the scoffers scoff. Keep those cards and letters coming folks, I love them!

Tornadoes sent by God to punish that wicked Bible Belt, according to you?

Give it up, vagabondofudgepacker. All you are doing is trying to stir up a fight so you can make idiot comments and inflate your points on imgflip. Move on, you have no power here. When you find the intellect from a few years back that you seem to have lost, come back and have a real productive discussion. Meanwhile if you just want to taunt, get a laser pointer and a cat.

Yeah, got me enough points on this comment on this nowhere meme to buy me that Prius.

Do you do the Sign of the Cross when you comment, dear saved one?

Would you rather have basketball-sized hail? ;)

.....I have thought about the idea of it.......no😱