See STORMS as 'SMROTS'

Oh God! It's sweltering! In the house at 3.15pm, it appears the wind had been trapped somewhere in the horizon. In my desperation for comfort I laid on the floor in the living room, picked an inspirational magazine to read... wondering if the weather will ever change...then the thought of praying for a mighty rain sneaked into my mind...that was all I could remember as I opened my eyes at 5:45pm. I was woken by the loud crash of the pretty flower vase that sat boldly in front of an amazing artwork - "The Cross" which was placed on a cute stand at a quiet corner within the living room. What is happening? I muttered and hurriedly stood up to shockingly realize that the room was darkened. Wow! Looking through a window, I saw the dark clouds massed on the horizon, pregnant with water...the mighty rushing wind(stormy indeed) that accompanied this darkness was howling. Joyfully, I watched the rain bucketing down, refreshing my mood, however, painfully I had to stoop down to g...