i am grateful for the way the Lord is in everything. especially this thunder as i lie in bed…
i will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes, i will remember you wonders of old. i will ponder all your work, and meditate on your mighty deeds. your way, o God, is holy. what god is great like our God? you are the God who works wonders; you have made known your might among the peoples. you with your arm redeemed your people, the children of jacob and joseph. when the waters saw you, o God. when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed, the deep trembled. the clouds poured out water; the skies gave forth thunder; your arrows flashed on every side. the crash of your thunder was in the whirlwind; your lightnings lighted up the world; the earth trembled and shook. your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen. -psalm 77:11-19
sitting listening to this thunder reminds me of the days i often sat on the back porch of lariat (the house i lived in during my summers in colorado) after what surely had been a long A.M. shift in the kitchen.
it became my haven. my safe place.
i would sit in the hammock and watch the storms roll through the valley. we had a perfect view from up on the side of mt. princeton. you could see the rain, you could smell the rain, you could hear only the thunder and nature’s rustlings, you would feel the wind (and your hair) whipping around, but never experience the torment of the storm.
i loved every second of it.
how i wish for milli-seconds that was how god let us live this life. <<although, i really do not wish that at all>> seeing, not experiencing, the rough parts of the storm. i would understand it. i would know the depth of feriocity of the storm.
i would never feel what it was like to be in the middle of it. i’d be missing the fear, the trembling, the rain pelting my face.
BUT, luckily, He calls us through the sea, through the great waters. trusting him through it all. amidst the waves that are crashing around us, the hail that seems to all come down at once. in the depths of who we are, we do in fact know, but rarely admit, we learn more in the storms of life.
maybe that’s why i loved watching those storms pass through the valley.. i was able to meditate on the Lord’s power, good deeds, faithfulness, love, redemption, grace, wrath, power, and on and on… without really ever knowing it, i experienced storms of my own inside my own heart.
christ reveals more of himself to me in the literally and physical storms in my life.
i am able to process lessons he teaches me as our gracious lord reveals them to me in grace.
may you process during the storm.