Lying in bed unable to drift

I gaze on the sound of the mighty thunder

You, who created such power, bestowed life in me

I rest in the sound of lightening more deafening then the rumble and foreboding thunder

For thunder brings shudders to my frame and fear is able to escape

But in lightening’s silence,

I wait…

If I ever forget of Thy existence,

It is in silence I will always remember

Alone in weakness, but surrounded by Your greatness

I wait to hear,

To see,

To feel Your power.

Thank You for Your storm

As much as a childhood fear of thunder still lives in me, I love the sound of storms, the smell of rain, and the gloom of the darkness. So getting to go to Adoration on a stormy day is quite peaceful. Pounding rain drops, running rain streams, thundering skies, and zig zagging streaks of lightening bring me a little joy.

J.M.J