Shake, Rattle and Roll

We woke up to an earthquake. I sat right up and told Scott it is an earthquake. He did not believe me so I turned the news on where the station lights were swinging and he said yep you are right it is an earthquake. The earthquake felt like it does when the dryer is off balance and it shakes the house, except it lasted longer and felt more like a jiggle. My jewelry box almost fell to the floor. It woke me right out of a deep sleep. We have had a scary man harassing us from church so Scott took me target shooting. I did awesome for my very first time shooting a hand gun. It is strange how I grew up protesting guns and hunters and now I have my own gun. Our threat level has been elevated which makes us sleep a little lighter these days. When I felt the quake I imagined how awesome it will be when Jesus returns to the earth to rule and reign with mercy and justice. I did not have the fear I usually do with earthquakes. I have grown up knowing it is a matter of time until the Wasatch Fault rocks and rolls and it will be a biggie. Yet I was not even a little frightened. I feel sad for the people who had loss in Nevada and grateful it did not knock down our house, but I was not scared. Yipee. I'm starting to look at things as they happen in a different light.