I love rain and storms as long as we are safe.
But there are some storms that aren’t full of rain and thunder. They are the storms of life.
Have you ever asked yourself if God is talking in the eye of the storm?
Job 38 says (The Message):
God answered Job from the eye of a violent storm.
“Have you ever traveled to where snow is made,
seen the vault where hail is stockpiled,
The arsenals of hail and snow that I keep in readiness
for times of trouble and battle and war?
Can you find your way to where lightning is launched,
or to the place from which the wind blows?
Who do you suppose carves canyons
for the downpours of rain, and charts
the route of thunderstorms
That bring water to unvisited fields,
deserts no one ever lays eyes on,
Drenching the useless wastelands
so they’re carpeted with wildflowers and grass?
And who do you think is the father of rain and dew,
the mother of ice and frost?
You don’t for a minute imagine
these marvels of weather just happen, do you?
God speaks so much more to Job. Perhaps He is also speaking to you and me?
