The Sound of Thunder

Today, I woke up to a huge lightning thunderstorm. In fact, it had already been going on for a while before I woke up. I could hear that it was right about my house and area, because the thunder was heard immediately after the lightning flashed.

I lay in bed for a while, listening to the rolling thunder. It was kinda scary, but it was also a very cool feeling. When I got into the bathroom to start my day, the lightning struck again and the lights went out. So it was a blackout due to the weather. Which made me think hard about how small we are compared to the weather.

Humans are cocky about their achievements and how far they have come in terms of science and what-not. But the world and the elements are still way above any amount of control. Lightning and thunderstorms go on outside, and we bunker down in our brick houses, hoping it would pass and that there would not be any damage. Tornadoes and hurricanes pass and rip up everything, tsunamis and earthquakes break up our usual confidence in our ability to control everything.

To me, thunder sounds a lot like the voice of God. That with all His might and power, He is showing His dominance and His power over all of mankind and of nature. He made all of us, and wants us to accept Him, but we keep pushing Him away. He shouts to us to repent of our sins, but we keep on sinning and going about our own way of life. The thunder reminds me of how small we are in the scheme of things, and the blackout, about how we cannot be sure that our science will ever save us, or provide us with salvation. Only through Christ will our salvation be guaranteed and we have to strive to love Him with all our hearts.