His sovereign voice.

i was staring through the paned glass this afternoon in the quiet of the empty apartment. i was perched at the dining table, sitting a little higher than usual. and as i starred from my higher than usual spot, i noticed how still the trees were. i noticed a man walking down the street, swinging his hand as he walked, lightly hitting the brick wall as he passed by. i noticed the quiet. the quiet almost seemed empty. the stillness outside left an emptiness to be questioned.

i have a lot of questions and thoughts running through my mind. some more pleasant than others. some that may never be answered and some that may be hard to hear the answers to. as i starred, i asked the Lord where the evidence of His power was. i knew it was present and to be felt, but i could only imagine His power leaving behind a shock wave. or at the very least, a ruffled leaf. why did things feel so quiet? so still? so empty...? and then He answered and i said this prayer in the quiet of my heart:

Lord,

sometimes my soul yearns for things that don't have answers. i depend on your sovereign voice to still my heart. your power is something i can't describe. something i can't explain. and something that my eyes cannot always behold. you are always at work even when the evidence is not visible to me. though your power can come in a crashing wave and a bolt of lightening, it can also come in the serene beauty of the sunset and the soft petal of a spring flower. you are always present. your voice speaks. ready my heart to receive answers and still my spirit to hear the power spoken through your voice. you are the only God like you...your sovereignty speaks truth and your will is perfect. you are awesome and holy. worthy of all my praise.

and wouldn't you know, a few hours later, we received the most powerful storm of the season.