I hear Wesley’s snore that comes from exhaustion after a long day at work. Thank you Lord for your provisions. The thunder is rumbling, and lightning illuminates our once dark room. I consider the power of God. He spoke this world into existence. He created thunder and lightening. The amazing power of a storm can’t begin to compare to the power of our Lord.
Shhhhhh. Be still and consider. I hear a faint meow of one of God’s creatures. Sweet soft feline friends stalking one another playfully in the night. The pitter patter of kitty feet running on wood floors. I shift as I’m laying in bed, and hear the grumble of a sweet sleeping dog. God created her too. I stroke her soft coat. Be still and consider.
The air conditioner is running. Thank you Lord for a safe place to live. You provide us with such beauty in which we spend our time. Comfortable, safe, dry, and filled with joy from the blessings you pour out upon us. I remember times of this home being filled with people…friends, students, children of God for whom we pray felt the love of the Lord while in this place.
Thunder again rumbles, and the lightening boldly ignites the night sky. The sound of the rain pounding against the windows of our home reminds me of the storms in my life. The battles I have faced and won, and those I continue to fight. Success or defeat doesn’t come from my own power, but from the power of the Lord. Only in Him can I overcome the raging seas of this life.
The lightening flashes with mighty intensity and the thunder loudly claps. God, you are greater than any storm I may face. Thank you for your wondrous works.