“All is silent. The earth is still.
All is peaceful.
I marvel at the calm.
There is not a solitary sound,
not a breath,
not a drumming of a hearts beat,
All is dark, with the blackness of midnight.
I wonder at the dull, pressing blackness that surrounds me.
A sudden rumble.
Not a growl,
not a mumble,
but a rolling,
rumble from the dark.
Again, complete and utter silence.
flash from within the dark.
A growing drumming.
A wet and wonderful feel from the darkness.
It is a storm.
A storm to marvel at,
to fill you with a sence of mystery and awe.
controlled by an awesome God,
a God even mightier than the biggest and strongest storm of his own making.”