As a kid I felt that Jehovah would bring his big hand down from the sky and slap the hell out of the ground, and if I was under it then it would be real bad.
The fact is I found it hard to camp outside and enjoy looking at the night sky with all of its stars, fearing the big old hand was going to slap the area around me at that very moment and ruin trees shrubs the fish we had caught our tent my dads truck, and us oh man everthing else too.
Shane