5 am.
The world is asleep, and yet so vibrant.
Biking downtown means I go downhill which is so nice in the morning.
Some mornings I see the sun come over downtown. It is so beautiful.
This morning was different. I was biking down to the bus station at 5:14am and behind the clouds there was lightning. Oh I almost fell to my knees. I was so happy. I watched as the lightning lit up the sky behind the clouds like when the moon is out. Oh there was nothing more glorious. Then I came to work on the bus. As I rode for the 15 min ride to work. I got off the bus and just wanted to sit and watch the storm come in. I got back on my bike for the rest of the journey to work.
Lightning and storms make me feel so close to our God. He is so powerful. How could I think he does not have all of my loved ones in his hand. Lately I have been so downtrodden because my friends and family are either at war with each other, or they are having a rough time and they just want a hug. I want to help solve all their problems. I want to be there for them. I am being overwhelmed by the fact I can't help. I have had this issue before. The Lord told me to let him take the reins. He said he could take of the people I couldn't. I believe that. Sometimes I still think it is within my ability to help yet still what I can do never seems like enough.
I have never felt more comfort than I had this morning during the beginning of the storm. The only thing I could do was sing praise to him as the thunder rolled through my office.
I was reading this morning. It is called Chainfire by Terry Goodkind. The scene I read this morning was of this woman in a foriegn palace. She is fighting a war with the Lord of this place to end a tyrannous rule that threatens every living soul with slavery enforced by brutality in the guise of goodness. Self-sacrifice for those who rape and murder are the ways of this tyrannous rule. This woman lost the love of her life to this rule. In her loves last breath he asked her to kiss him. She had just started a relationship with this man, and they had not consumated their love because of the heat of this battle for good. She stood in the palace of Lord in wonder of the beauty of the marble floors. A bell rang out for their devotion to this Lord. She was already devoted to this man because of his moral fight. As she kneels with other people in the palace for the devotion, she thinks this is a waste of time. Then she falls into the rhythm of the chant, and gets lost in thoughts of the man she lost. She had not properly grieve even though it had been over a year since his death. She was too busy fighting against a huge army come to take away freedom. In the devotion she feels the warmth of the sun. She had finally been comforted after he lovers death. At the end of the devotion she finds out the entire devotion was during a slight rain storm. The sun never came out.
The Lord of the heavens and the earth comes to me through rainstorms. I feel his pressence most when lightning crashes and thunder rolls. His warmth surrounds me, and I sing.
At the start
he was there, he was there
In the end,
he'll be there, he'll be there
And after all our hands have wrought
he forgives
oh the glory of it all is:
he came here
for the rescue of us all that we may live
for the glory of it all
for the glory of it all
all is lost
find him there, find him there
after night
Dawn is there, Dawn is there
afer all falls apart
he repairs, he repairs
oh the Glory of it all is:
he came here
for the resuce of us all
that we may live
for the Glory of it all
oh here is here
for redemtion from the fall
that we may live
for the glory of it all
oh the glory of it all
the glory of it all
oh the glory of it all
after night
comes the light
dawn is here, dawn is here
it's a new day
it's a new day
everything will change
things will never be the same
we will never be the same
we will never be the same
we will never be the same
we will never be the same
oh the Glory of it all is
you came here
for the rescue of us all
that we may live
for the Glory of it al
oh you are here
with redemption for us all
that we may live
for the glory of it all
for the glory of it all
for the glory of it all
