I absolutely love thunderstorms, especially Florida thunderstorms! There is nothing like the bright streaking strands of light that flash to the ground from so high above! The loud crack of thunder that hits right after the lighting can sometimes make me jump, but it doesn’t scare me. It does however; scare my cat, Gia, she hides in the cereal cabinet at the first sign of a sprinkle.
Late yesterday afternoon we had our first “real” thunderstorm of the year, and was it ever a display of God’s awesome power! There were tornado watches, wind gusts of 75 miles/hour, trees down, houses flying through the air (ok, so I made the last one up), but all the rest is true. Tom called and told me not to come home yet because the storm was so bad at the house, and then, the power went out at work. Nice! – except my office has no windows and gets pitch black, which is perfect as a storm shelter or for migraine relief (or a nap), but when the main office goes dark it becomes a death trap… I used the flashlight app on my phone to grab the stuff I was going to take home with me and put it by the door for a quick getaway.
Eventually I was cleared to make the agonizingly long trek home through the rain. As luck would have it I actually chose the route with the least amount of traffic light outages, this is a rare occurrence for me, and I made it home in only twice the normal travel time!
It continued to storm all day today. The drive to and from work was treacherous but I was warm and dry in my car listening to the weather and traffic reports on the radio. Quite a contrast to the travel conditions the disciples faced in Mark 6: 45-51.
Jesus had put the disciples in a boat and sent them across the lake while He went off alone to pray. A storm comes up, and Jesus sees that they are struggling with the oars in the middle of the lake. So, He goes out to them walking on the water (and this part totally cracks me up) He was about to walk right on past them… Of course, when they saw Him walking on the water they freaked out, who wouldn’t? Jesus tells them not to be afraid and He climbs into the boat and the storm stops. There’s more to this than just the storm. I think Jesus was giving them time to think over the days events, but they still weren’t getting it.
How many times does Jesus give me time to think things over about the stuff He has done, and I still don’t get it. I hope the next time He walks on the water towards me that He chooses to climb into my boat and not even consider walking right on by. I’m trying to get it…