Y’all should know that there’s a storm brewing. My namesake, Chris, is gaining strength down in the Caribbean. The storm’ll probably be a hurricane by the weekend or early next week.
August tends to be the worst month for Atlantic hurricanes. Katrina was an August storm.
But it is unusual for them to only be getting around to the C name this late in the season. Last year this time they were watching Harvey. Usually the C storm peters out early on and isn’t much worth paying attention to.
I’m going to keep my eye on Chris this year. I suspect she’ll make landfall somewhere near the Texas/Louisiana border sometime late next week or into that weekend.
Here’s to hoping that she ends up being a small storm and doesn’t harm anyone.
If you want to have a good source for up to date info on her, click on the button to the right for the US Navy’s hurricane tracking center. I keep that button over in my right side bar all the time because it is a useful resource. You can come here anytime and get to quality Hurricane info.
I don’t use the Navy’s site because I’m former Navy, but because they seem to be the best at predicting where the things will go. Being in the maritime industry, hurricanes are a special interest to me. They can significantly affect my job so I pay close attention.
Over the years I have watched hurricanes through several sites. (I have a whole folder in my favorites for weather. How geeky is that?) I’ve seen that the Navy’s site consistently has the most accurate track prediction out there. So I keep going back to there for my info.
You’re welcome to click through anytime. And if you are on the Gulf Coast, I’d be keeping an eye on Chris myself. At least until we get an idea of where she really is going.
One of my favorite weather passages is in the book of Job where God is giving Job a talking to, kinda reminding Job who he is. When I read the sarcasm that God uses, I can’t help but believe that God does have a really good sense of humor. Check it out.
“Do you know where Light comes from and where Darkness lives So you can take them by the hand and lead them home when they get lost? Why, of course you know that. You’ve known them all your life, grown up in the same neighborhood with them!
“Have you ever traveled to where snow is made, seen the vault where hail is stockpiled, The arsenals of hail and snow that I keep in readiness for times of trouble and battle and war? Can you find your way to where lightning is launched, or to the place from which the wind blows?
“Who do you suppose carves canyons for the downpours of rain, and charts the route of thunderstorms that bring water to unvisited fields, deserts no one ever lays eyes on, drenching the useless wastelands so they’re carpeted with wildflowers and grass? And who do you think is the father of rain and dew, the mother of ice and frost?
“You don’t for a minute imagine these marvels of weather just happen, do you?”
Yeah. I can hear the sarcasm pouring from that speech. Sometimes we just have to be reminded of our place.
We can watch the hurricanes until the cows come home (or get blown away). But at the end of the day there is nothing we can do to change where its wind blows or how hard it hits.
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