Growing up near Lake Michigan was always interesting when severe weather would blow in. The raging winds would bring about choppy waters. Dark, foamy waves crashing upon the shore. Visible boats riding a roller coaster of waves rolling high and low in the ever thickening drink. The clouds…oh the clouds. Dark…ominous, quite frankly, scary. When that severe weather rolled in the seas changed to fearfully consuming. Everything changed. The reality of a mighty power being at the helm of the waters and the clouds became clear. Fishermen sped their movements, as they raced against time to find refuge from the storm.
What happens when the only refuge from the storm, is the Creator of the storm himself? As a kiddo, I always knew that there was a different emotion, a different smell, and a palpable energy in the air during a storm. I just never realized that personality that the storm took on, was that of our Lord. Not until last night as I was doing my nightly Bible study. I sat and listened to an incoming storm. The winds rattling the windows, and announcing itself as it billowed through our screen porch. Speaking in moans and shrill cries, the wind demanded immediate attention. As I attempted to study, I found unrest. I simply could not focus on the scripture before me. What Lord? What do you want me to read?
As I prayed and sat silently listening as the thunder began to rumble, I found the word “storms” consuming my mind. Storms? I’m not really sure how I found myself in the little book of Nahum. It’s not a book of the Bible I’ve ever previously studied. All I can say, is the Lord had to lead me there. This little book…only 3 chapters long, contained a mighty lesson on storms. Our God creator and finisher of the mightiest of storms and His overwhelming power.
“…He displays His power in the whirlwind and the storm. The billowing clouds are the dust beneath His feet. At His command the oceans dry up, and the rivers disappear.” Nahum 1:3b-4a At this moment, I can hear the crashing of the waves, and the lapping on the waters upon the shore as the mighty power of the sea is overtakes all in its path. That power is unlike any other. There is just something about the power of water. Then, consider God’s power being that of a whirlwind. A tornado…the mightiest of wind storms, the magnitude of the power that they possess. Tornados go where they want to go. Their power immense, and their destruction overwhelming. That’s our Lord!
Mighty power on a magnitude that cannot be captured. Destruction that cannot be explained, and the command of respect demanded when the storm begins to stir. Our Lord demands respect. His power cannot be measured nor captured. Even nature realizes the power of the Lord, for as Nahum 1:4b says, “At His command the oceans dry up, and the rivers disappear.” Verse 5 goes on to show the power of God felt by all of creation…”In His presence the mountains quake, and the hills melt away; the earth trembles…” Dear Sister, why do we as humans struggle to accept the respect our God deserves? Why do we…I, fail to recognize the magnitude of His power? If the oceans dry up at His command, and the mountain quake at His presence, why don’t I?
The greater question may be, do I want to be on the receiving end of God’s storm without His protection? You see, God loves His children…you and me…with the same degree of intensity and power He puts into His storms. Oh…how He love us! “The Lord is good, a strong refuge when trouble comes. He is close to those who trust Him.” Nahum 1:7 I desire to be sheltered in that strong refuge He provides, close to the Lord. You see, if the Lords storms are so powerful the mountains quake, and the oceans dry up, can you even begin to imagine what the strength of His refuge for us might be? Oh Dear Sister, I want to be close to the Lord. I desire to trust Him, and let Him be my strong refuge. If God’s mighty power can cause the earth to tremble, then His loving arms are mighty refuge for me in even the greatest of storms.