Moving on, I'm back at home, and am listening to a massive storm outside of my window. I've always been someone who likes storms: I think lightning is gorgeous, and that the thunder and rain is calming. As I sit and feel my house move under my feet, I can't help but think of my God and his might. This is a short-term, earthly power, but there is a God in heaven who was, and is, and will be forever. People who are afraid of storms think of the power in a storm, and I can't help but listen to this storm and say, "How much more powerful is the one who created it?"
Psalm 18:7 says "The earth trembled and the ground shook. The foundations of the mountains began to shake. They trembled because the Lord was angry." This is our Father. He is so powerful that even the ground shakes when He's angry. And yet, he loves us. His beauty and glory is reflected in this storm, even if it's only a dim reflection at best. These are my thoughts through natural storms, and it's such a comfort to know that Jesus holds us in His hand through both the physical and the spiritual/emotional storms of life.
Praise the God who created the thunderstorm, for He is worthy of all praise.
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