May 25, 2014…
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Last night—amid tornado watches, severe thunderstorm warnings, and flash flood alerts—we sat on the balcony of our vacation condo, watching as the lightning in the sky flashed ever closer to us. First, it quietly lit up the sky in the distance in all directions. But soon, the bolts seemed to be right next to us and the crashing thunder shook the sky and the ground alike. A number of times, we simply uttered the word, “Wow!” The beauty and majesty were breathtaking.
It reminded me of a storm I watched from the window of my Air Force barracks in Monterey one Thanksgiving weekend many years ago. Then, in my younger years, I could afford to pull an all-nighter, sitting on my mini-fridge, just gazing out over the bay through the windows that spanned an entire wall of that room.
Now, a decade and a half and two kids later, we were forced inside by the need to check on sleeping children. And I was forced to look away from the bedroom window and close my eyes for fear of losing too much precious sleep. Nonetheless, I drifted off with a smile on my face as I contemplated the awe and wonder and power that God graciously chooses to display through the declarations of the heavens—not just for His glory, but also for our enjoyment. Oh, how He longs to bless us at every turn and in every circumstance.