steady in the light

Rutesheim 11-07
In the valley I sit under the plastic roof and I watch the rain. The sky thunders and I ponder. I think that this is exactly the kind of moment in which silence descends. Down it comes with the rain and in this moment of contemplation and wondering I think of him.
I question: why?
Lightning flashes as if to remind me that God is magnificent in his ways. This storm now on the outside instead of on the inside tells me of his power, the healing rain; a sign of his mystery.
Here there is a peace that passeth understanding. Elohim.

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