Adele's Stories

My head barely hit the pillow before the thunder started. Ignoring it, I snuggled in deeper and pulled the blankets up to my chin. The thunder continued for a while and lightning struck a few times. But just as I was about to fall asleep my door creaked open and I heard the pitter patter of little feet walk across the floor. 

I sat up and leaned on my elbow. “Addie?” an innocent voice whispered. 

“I’m awake.” I responded to my little sister. 

“Good. I’m scared.” she said. I sat up all the way and pulled her onto my lap. She leaned her head against my chest. 

“Why are you scared?” I asked. 

“The storms scarry.” she whined. 

“Why? It’s only the sky talking.” I said. She looked up at me and giggled. 

“The sky can’t talk.” she said. 

“Not the same way we do. Just because something or someone doesn’t speak the same language as we do doesn’t mean they can’t talk.” 

“But why is the sky so loud?” She leaned against me again. I shrugged. 

“It’s the only way he can talk. You see he gets really lonely during the day. He’s got no one to talk to.” I began to stroke her hair. 

“But what about birds and stuff? They seem to talk a lot.” she asked. I smiled.

“Yes they do, but not to him. When he tries to speak to them they go and hide.” 

“Well that’s not very nice.” she said. I laughed. 

“I suppose not. You know, I bet if you talked to the sky he wouldn’t be so lonely.” 

“But what do I say?” she asked. 

“Here.” I took her by the hand and led her over to the window. “You can start by introducing yourself. Say hello then tell him your name.” 

She looked up at the sky. “Hello. My name’s Langley. It’s nice to meet you.” she said. Lighting flashed brightly in the distance and thunder boomed. Langley beamed at me. 

“He said hi back! Now what do I say?” 

I laughed. “Whatever you want. Talk to him like you would a friend at school or me. Tell him about your day.” 

“Okay.” She looked at the sky again. “I had a good day. We got an extra recess today! And it’s Friday which means we have no school tomorrow which means I can play all day.” 

I sat back and watched her as she told the sky everything that happened to her that day. Eventually she fell asleep and I carried her back to her room. I placed her in bed and kissed her forehead. A few minutes later the storm stopped. 

The next morning Langley went outside to play and when I went out to call her to lunch I saw her sitting in the middle of the yard gazing at the sky. I went and sat down next to her.

“What are you doing?”

“Having a conversation with the sky. He’s got so much to say you know.” 

I smiled. “I’m sure he does. Now come on. Let’s go eat some lunch.” I led her by the hand inside the house with the promise that afterwards she could go outside again and continue her conversation. 

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God” – Philippians 4:6