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I remember huddling on the basement steps with our two children during a very fierce electrical storm. The lightning strikes were rapid, the thunder deafening, and the sizzle of the electricity running down the wires from the lightning rods was frequent. It was quite scary and awesome at the same time. Later, I wondered if the lightning would have even struck the house, if there had not been lightning rods to attract it? Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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Some what like mrsjoe's comment, many years ago during a severe thunderstorm in the prairie of Alberta, lightning struck the chimney of our old wood stove. It blew the iron lids off the top of the stove and I think it also blew open the oven door. Shortly after the storm, at the insistence of my mother, dad put up a huge antenna (I thought it was a mile tall) on the roof and linked it to a (mile long rod) that he pounded into the ground. Ta-da, it was a lightning rod.
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