A few weeks ago I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a rainstorm just blasting the roof of my home. You know that sound don’t you? It makes you feel glad to be safe and dry inside your home and not outside where it’s raining ‘cats and dogs.’
As often happens, I couldn’t fall back to sleep and so I ventured outside and watched the torrential downpour from under the cover of my front porch. I love a good thunderstorm. It shows just how powerful God can be with a ‘snap of his fingers’ as He controls the weather and then how the weather can influence us.
As I watched the rush of the water spewing out of my gutters that were clogged with all those leaves that I hadn’t gotten a chance to remove, my mind (and my heart) flashed back to February of this year.