“When He speaks in the thunder, the heavens roar with rain. He causes the clouds to rise over the earth. He sends the lightning with the rain and releases the wind from His storehouses.” Jeremiah 10:13
I. Love. Thunderstorms! I have loved the rain for as long as I can remember. When I was younger and still living with my parents we had a sliding glass door in the dining room and when it was storming we would pull the dining room chairs up to the glass and sit and watch the storm and applaud God’s handiwork just the way we would applaud the fireworks on the Fourth of July. In more recent years I’ve developed a love of writing during thunderstorms because I’ve noticed that God seems to speak to me in the falling rain. It’s like each tap of these keys seems to echo the tapping of the rain on the windowsill. The way the thunder rolls, it fills my soul with the depth of its reverberations. Yes, I love the rain. I love the God that I see in the rain. I love the God who sends the rain.