I love the sound of thunder, especially when it is rumbling in the distance. It isn't quite the same when it is booming over the house and shaking the windows. I also like to watch lightening flash across the sky. The raw power contained in a storm is nothing compared to the power of God. The storm's power is limited in size and scope (it's still dangerous though). God's power is infinite. It is perfect. The thunder rumbles at his command, and the lightening strikes precisely where it is supposed to.
Storms remind me of Psalm 29. David calls his listener to ascribe to the Lord glory due his name, and then describes what must have been an awesome and terrifying storm. Yet, in David's mind the Lord was enthroned above the storm, directing its path and controlling its power. David understood that the Lord was sovereign over all things and at this he marveled.
The thunder is rolling here and I am thinking of my King. The Lord of Glory who is enthroned above the clouds. Indeed, who will one day break through the clouds in glory and splendor, surrounded by heavenly beings, and coming to claim his bride. What a day that will be.
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