Weather (Nature) Happens

Praying in the midst of nature's fury (for survival) is as meaningless as finding divine will or purpose in nature's fury. Weather happens. Nature happens. It doesn't have to make sense. It's random. Good, bad. Young, old. Inhabited or desolate. It doesn't matter to nature. The sun shines and the rain fails on all alike. Only humans seek to impose purpose or meaning on random weather patterns. To me, this misses the point of using it as an opportunity to be in awe of nature, learn from it, and prepare for it - rather than waste time on bended knee or trying to find meaning in it all.