A little girl walked to and from school daily. One day as the she was heading home the winds whipped up fast, along with lightning and thunder.
The mother also saw the weather and being concerned for her daughter being frightened and coming to harm, she drove the route to her child's school.
When she saw her little girl walking, she noted that at each flash of lightning, the child would stop, look up, and smile.
When she drew up beside the child, she lowered the window and called,
"What are you doing?"
The child answered,
"I am trying to look pretty because God keeps taking my picture."