As I listen to the thunder rolling outside, it stirs something in me. I know that I cannot see the thunder, but I can feel its roaring power just the same as if it were right next to me.
God’s promise(s) to me rumbles through me like the thunder booming through atmosphere. My spirit and faith are as expansive as the heavens above and even though I cannot see the promise(s), I can feel its conspicuous presence agitate what God has placed inside of me; and as it separates the unclean and unproductive spirits from my clean and resolved belief in what is to come, then a peace washes over me.
Sometimes what I feel frightens me, just as a loud thunderous grumble from the firmament when I hear it speak. Other times it’s a blessing because it signifies the blessings of God’s favor about to be poured out. Both the thunder and I have to do God’s bidding and fulfill His will and purpose.
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