A was awakened this morning by an amazing thunderstorm. It was so loud. Lightning was all around.
Then, I checked my mail and discovered a postcard from Jessica:
“Jacob, this is a funny story. I went to church on Wednesday, to the Bible Missionary Church. I didn’t know what it was, but they had a nice log cabin. It turned out to be the Gideons, I think. I walked in 10 minutes late with wet hair, shirt untucked, hiking boots, and all the women and girls had their hair in buns and braids, dressed really conservatively. They were staring at me. They were really nice though; I think I’ll go back. You never know, I may turn out to be a decent wife someday. And I’ve been cleaning all week!
Little Jessica Homemaker.”
Her postcard was so beautiful. Man, I miss that little girl.