Who controls the whirlwind? All one can hope when the debris settles is to find something left of value.
When Benjamin saw the twister head straight for the farmhouse he yelled to his wife to get the children. While they were driving away she noticed that the tornado had changed direction as if it were chasing them. With the sound of the wind ripping trees apart Benjamin braked, turned into the entrance of a field, backed out to face the opposite direction, shifted into first, accelerated, shifted into second, accelerated, and shifted into third to accelerate out of the reach of the advancing wind.
If that twister really did want to get them it miscalculated since it left chickens, cows, sheds, tractor, cellar and the farmhouse, all of it, intact and untouched, but glowing with Benjamin’s and his family’s praise rising heavenwards sweetened with gratitude.
Denise offers the word “control” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
Proverbs 10:25, “As the whirlwind passeth, so is the wicked no more: but the righteous is an everlasting foundation.” (KJV)

Somebody was watching over them, for sure.
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That is how I see it. The story actually happened except for the father’s name. I was one of the children in that car aged about 12,
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That was intense suspense and the relief and graitude is felt.
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Since it is something that happened to me as a child, the suspense and relief were evident among all of us.
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That feels special to read again now! Thank you for sharing that this was a true experience.
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Are you in Tornado Alley? I am. When you see that F3 bouncing over the landscape and have no idea where it’s going to touch next or that F5 eating up everything in a mile-wide path, the idea of driving away from it is the last thing on our minds…we’re out taking pictures with our phones. LOL.
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We were in northwestern Indiana when that happened. I would be taking pictures today with my phone, but that happened almost 60 years ago. We didn’t even have automatic transmission in cars.
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They were so lucky. Strong faith got them through it
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I think you are right about strong faith.
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That sinking fear when it heads your way must be an awful feeling, and the relief when it doesn’t actually harm your family palpable.
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When the anticipation of disaster does not happen there is relief.
I like how in your story even the cats were glad the women returned.
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An intense story with a happy ending. Good work!
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Thank you, Susan!
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🙏🙏🙏
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Thank you!
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I can’t even imagine.
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I was one of the children in that car long ago. It still keeps coming to mind. Thank you, Chel!
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Wow. Thanks for telling the story, Frank.
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Excellent brother. God is in control. I have been in tornados and survived. No fun.
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It is no fun, but the praise and thanksgiving afterwards is worth it. Thank you, Michael!
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Surely, one of the most frightening weather events! I can’t even imagine what it must feel like to be in its path. I’m glad your Six had a positive ending, Frank 🙂
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It is frightening, but I am glad my father (since the story actually happened) responded decisively and my mother provided the needed support. Thank you, Denise!
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nice work with the suspense!
ayiee tornados!!
We’re fortunate to live in the Northeast, all we have to worry about are hurricanes and blizzards!
hey, wait a minute! lol
no, really would not want to see a tornado in person.
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sorry… my browser tricked me into thinking I was commenting… I am Anonymous
lol
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We guessed already, didn’t we Spira?
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Yes we did! Even without the asterisks!!
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🤣😁
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Thank you, Clark! I thought it was Mary who sometimes appears as anonymous.
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I’ve only seen one tornado, the one in the story. Since it happened in the afternoon it was clear and ominous. Thank you, Mary!
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I really like your story. You started it in an attention-getting way.
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Thank you, Jenna! It could have been as disastrous as I initially portrayed it.
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If only we remembered the humbling feeling and after nature forces subside.
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May we all remember such humbling experiences. Thank you, Spira!
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A narrow escape, Frank
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It was a narrow escape. Thank you!
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What a relief. I’ve never experienced a tornado and can hardly imagine what it’s like.
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That story was my remembrance of the only tornado I went through. I was one of the children in the car. Thank you, Keith!
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My goodness, truly terrifying, Frank, especially when you revealed that it was a true story and it happened to you when you were a child.
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It was terrifying enough to remember many details most of my life. Thank you, Chris!
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I love the picture and verse at the end. They accompanied the salvation of the family perfectly. Great six!
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They survived when they least expected to. Thank you!
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A nail-biter for sure. we’ve already seen a few twisters here in the US, early this year.
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They can be terrifying when they are coming right at you. Thank you, Liz!
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Great six!
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Thank you!
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I cannot imagine facing tornados!
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They are very impressive forces. Thank you, Jim!
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Yikes
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I have only experienced one tornado, I was alone and scared that night in a rented cottage The 1987 UK hurricane was much worse, the house next door, lost their chimney. It went through their son’s room, luckily he wasn’t there that night!
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They can do a lot of damage. We went through many in the Indiana prairie, but I only saw this one. At other times it was too dark to spot them. Thank you!
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You build up the tension so well in the story, Frank. The staccato effect in the description of the repeated acceleration is great.
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I am glad you like that repeated acceleration. It goes back to the days of manual transmissions in cars (a “stick shift”). Thank you, Jenne!
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That was a very lucky escape indeed, Frank.
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It was very fortunate. Thank you, Tom!
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