Tornado Alley?

Well, yesterday was opening ceremonies for Tornado Season. Joy. We woke to horrible rain storms... got ready for church....each of us grabbing the talks we'd prepared for church, umbrellas...and jackets...We got into the car, only to have walnut sized hail fall all around us. Dh went back in as we heard the tornado warning sirens...to call our bishop to find out if we were even having church. Now here is when things go wrong. The news showed that in about 5-10 minutes the storm would be past us. My opinion is that we wait the 5-10 minutes and go in later than we planned..even if it meant we'd be a few minutes late to the start of church. Dh painted a bleaker picture to the bishop...and so the bishop told us not to worry about coming in. We, who were sacrament meeting.... didn't go to church. I feel awful. I feel like we let them down. I felt like we were FLAKES. What was the bishop going to do for 40 minutes for the people who did go to church? As we undressed, I fumed and fussed at DH because I felt he made a bad decision. How could we let people down like that? The rest of the day, I spent being constructive. Not overly "holy", but constructive.

Welcome to Kansas, Lucky me.

"You should treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat a triviality as if it were a disaster"~~Quentin Crisp

****EDITED NOTE***** We are now having an opportunity to make it up one week later. Lucky me. *sigh*