Waking to the Power of God

This morning as I awoke, a large thunderstorm was looming over our house. It was darker than it normally is at 6:00am and rain was pecking against the window. This past week we have received an enormous amount of rain. My first instinct was to complain about the rain. However, after I sat up and watched the wind blow the large trees, listened to the rolling of the thunder, and witnessed the many lightening strikes, it was evident that God had sent the storm to take care of His creation.

As I continued to look out the window, I was amazed at the power of the storm. It was really blowing the trees and the lightening was magnificent and frightening at the same time. At one point the lightening struck extremely close in the woods that are to the rear of our house. The storm was a testimony to the power of God. Psalm 19:1 – “The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament showeth his handiwork.” If a storm that is nothing more than wind, rain, clouds, thunder, and lightening is that powerful, imagine the power of God. He is omnipotent (all powerful) – and He is worthy of our praise. From the creation event to the final judgment – God is all powerful. The same God who made the storm that passed over my house this morning is the same God who spoke the world into existence. He is God. He is powerful. He is the all powerful God who is worthy to be praised.

Our God who created the world has also sent His son to die for us on the cross to redeem us from the slave market of sin. When we were guilty and without hope – God sent Christ to pay the ultimate price for our forgiveness. The creation, the stars, the storms of the heavens declare the glory of God – but there is nothing that declares the glory of God in a greater way than does the cross. It is a constant reminder of the awesome price that was paid for the remission of my sin. To God be the glory!

How Great Thou Art

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonderConsider all the worlds Thy hands have made,I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,Thy power throughout the universe displayed,

Refrain:Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;How great Thou art, how great Thou art!Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;How great Thou art, how great Thou art!When through the woods and forest glades I wanderAnd hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;When I look down from lofty mountain grandeurAnd hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze;And when I think that God, His Son not sparingSent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,He bled and died to take away my sin;When Christ shall come with shout of acclamationAnd take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!Then I shall bow in humble adorationAnd there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!