It was a dark and stormy night. A heavy storm had covered the peaceful neighborhood of Killearn Lakes. Menacing thunder rolled overhead as brief flashes of lightning brightened the sky. As a fellowship of friends concluded their time together a cloak of darkness descended on their home. Was it the storm that disabled the power? Perhaps; Or might it have been something more?
We were hanging out in our Home Team last night and had just concluded our study, when the power was knocked out by a heavy storm. In minutes Kelly had candles up and I had the flashlight out (cause men need powerful beams of light...not that sissy candle stuff) and we were all laughing and having even more fun than when the power was on. The kids had fun with the flashlights and all was well. Gabriel, however, was wise to what was really happening. We adults were so naive. He kept his wisdom to himself as he pretented to play. All the while keeping a close eye on the dark shadows.
First thing this morning I received a call at work. It was from Gabriel. He wanted to tell me about the power going out. It was all he had talked about since waking up. He quickly informed me of what he knew to be the truth. It was no accident. "Daddy, last night...when the power...the power went out because of the Ninjas knocked it out." It was the Ninjas all along!
That's my boy!!