The storm.

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*I didn't take this picture some guy at NitschkePhotography.com did. But I am sure it might look like that now with this storm

The storms have come at last to Wawona.
I'm not talking figuratively either.

Apparently the whole month of August in the past has been slam packed full of the storms but this year they have waited a few months. They have waited until October. There is something melancholy about sitting inside on a Sabbath afternoon while the rain falls, the lighting strikes and the thunder booms.

I love how storms can mirror the same thing that is going on inside sometimes. Other times it is a storm that reminds me how calm and warm things are. This storm right now is one that reminds me of the greatness of God and how He is still in control of my life. Perhaps after the thunder stops I will hear God in the still small voice.

That's what I am looking for. I am searching for and I am waiting for. That still small voice that I have heard in the past.

My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.”
And my heart responds, “Lord, I am coming.”
Psalms 27.8

Comments

Anthony said…
En paz me acostare, en fe me calmare, porque solo tu Jehova me haces dormir en confianza. Psalmos...
October 3, 2010 at 2:15 PM
Andrea said…
I feel like when people hear that we live in Yosemite they think we are seeing this picture out our back door. That picture is ridiculous! Whoever took that should be making money off of it...

On another subjects. I love dark and stormy. Maybe it's my insides, but yeah, there's something wild and awesome about them that remind me of God.
October 4, 2010 at 10:07 PM
Andrea said…
P.S. Can I just say my typos are as ridiculous as this picture? Sorry.
October 4, 2010 at 10:08 PM
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