The Tree Fell Uphill

By Kim DeSelms

     I was baptized on June 4^th, 2000, and we were supposed to have a big storm that day.  We decided to go ahead with the baptism and prayed that God would hold back the rain until the service was over.  Our prayers were answered and it didn’t even sprinkle until the service was over.  There was a big storm that afternoon and the sky got really dark and it was storming pretty good.  My grandad and his wife Kristie hung around with us until the storm was over.  Once the storm passed, and Grandad and his wife went outside to head home, we noticed that the storm had blown down a large tree at the top of the hill in our front yard.  Down the hill from our driveway we had a lower drive, and that is where Grandad had parked his car.  We were very blessed because the tree, which was growing up out of the hill, fell uphill instead of downhill onto Grandad’s car.