Friday, May 13, 2011

Rolling with the Storm

I’m one of those people who loves thunderstorms. I love the smell of rain coming…hanging heavy. I love to stand and watch as the clouds roll in, trees swaying to the impending, the lightning strike behind the old walnut tree…illuminating it in darkness, the beat of rain hard against windows, thunder rolling in long peal.

When you have young children you also have to teach a little bit of fear and safety (don’t play outside in a storm), but not fright to point of wakeful nights and terrified screaming. I don’t remember either of the boys being scared of storms, yet they always have this concern when things start looking nasty. I always remind them that we need storms and rain.

by Maleah Matthews Photography @ Urbandesign

I like to think of thunder as God reminding us that HE is up there…out there…always with us. He has to talk in a big voice because sometimes we are so caught up in ourselves and our world we forget to listen in the quiet still moments. So He booms out in His big way and we snap to attention…somewhat fearful but knowing that he is raining his love down on us.

by Owl Viper's Wildlife Photography

So I will not be afraid of the storm but be grateful that He sent me this day and that He is watching out over me. And more often than not He has to thunder down to remind me to look up at Him and look to Him even in the quiet still moments, not just when I’m in a thunderstorm.

by Volume twenty-five

Mightier than the thunders of many waters, mightier than the waves of the sea, the LORD on high is mighty! Ps 93:4

by Erin Johnson Photography

1000 Gifts #70-90

  • Sock line tans
  • Seasons first water play
  • Cheery elderly woman's bubble-gum pink walker-a way to get around
  • Good hard work on a hot summerish day
  • A friend's successful surgery
  • Kids' happy songs over breakfast making
  • Riverside view
  • A momma capturing the moment
  • First solo trip down a slide-look of delight and fear in one
  • Finders of frogs, needs Mom to catch it
  • Quiet man's perspective when I've lost mine--self centered, pity party
  • Mommy bird feathering her nest
  • Getting to lick the beaters
  • Where we can pray even for our enemies Proverbs 24:17-18
  • A nation where freedom rings
  • Freshly cleaned bathrooms and hands to clean them
  • Scent of fresh cut lawn
  • Sounds of neighbors mowing
  • This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it
  • Sunshine waking
  • Pirates at the dinner table