I know not everyone likes thunder, but I’ve loved it for a long time. I don’t remember a time when I was afraid of it, unless you count the couple of times that it crashed right outside my window in the middle of the night and woke me up from a deep sleep. But anything crashing so nearby and so loudly would scare me if it woke me up from a deep sleep. So I don’t count that.
Tonight I went out into the cold 41°F rain to buy a few items at the grocery store. It had already been raining calmly for a few hours.
Right after I parked the car and got out, lightening lit up the sky, and a couple of seconds later loud thunder rumbled and rolled across the sky. It made me smile with joy. I know it was heard inside the store, too, because a man I believe to be a manager asked me after I got inside if it had thundered.
Thunder makes me think of the presence of God. It actually makes me feel safe.
There are quite a few verses that talk about God’s voice sounding like thunder. For example:
“And I heard a voice from heaven, like the sound of many waters and like the sound of loud thunder, and the voice which I heard was like the sound of harpists playing on their harps.” Revelation 14:2 NASB
“The voice of the LORD is over the waters; The God of glory thunders…” Psalm 29:3 NKJV
And, Jesus said,
“‘Father, glorify Your name.’ Then a voice came from heaven, saying, “I have both glorified it and will glorify it again.”
Today I am thankful for thunder, for the presence of God with man, and for the voice of God speaking to His children, whether loudly through the storm or whispering quietly in the stillness of our hearts.