Hear attentively the thunder of His voice,
And the rumbling that comes from His mouth . . .
Listen to this, O Job;
Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God.
Job 37:2, 14
It started low. Off in the distance. The bass line to a symphony in minor keys. Mournfully winds began to sing the opening lyrics.
Time slowed down. The rumble got louder. A flash across the sky.
Darkness descended. Our house rocked with the clash of a thousand bass drums. And the wind directed the players in their latest song.
Then rain showered down from the heavens. Its melody angry, pelting against the windows, like a love-sick Romeo trying to get the attention of his girl inside.
Something must have appeased the conductor of this musical.
After what seemed an eternity of the clashing of symbols and drums, the trumpeting of hail and rain, and the pirouetting of the winds, there came a sudden silence.
Not a complete silence. Not like when the electricity goes out and you suddenly become aware of all the noise that you are used to hearing, is no longer there. No, this silence is peace.
Rain is softly singing. Winds have ceased their twirling. And all is calm.
Have you ever considered this to be creation’s way of speaking from God to us?
Consider these verses in Job 37:1-6 & 10-14:
“At this also my heart trembles, And leaps from its place.
2 Hear attentively the thunder of His voice,
And the rumbling that comes from His mouth.
3 He sends it forth under the whole heaven,
His lightning to the ends of the earth.
4 After it a voice roars;
He thunders with His majestic voice,
And He does not restrain them when His voice is heard.
5 God thunders marvelously with His voice;
He does great things which we cannot comprehend.
6 For He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth’;
Likewise to the gentle rain and the heavy rain of His strength…
10 By the breath of God ice is given,
And the broad waters are frozen.
11 Also with moisture He saturates the thick clouds;
He scatters His bright clouds.
12 And they swirl about, being turned by His guidance,
That they may do whatever He commands them
On the face of the whole earth.
13 He causes it to come,
Whether for correction,
Or for His land,
Or for mercy.
14 “Listen to this, O Job;
Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God.”
I am in awe of God’s creation. It captures my heart like nothing else on this earth. And even when we make jokes about God bowling with the angels and showing off how many strikes He can make with only the point of His finger—still within me is an awareness that He is asking me to come and bow down before Him.
God in all of His majesty, in all of His authority, is commanding me through the orchestra of His creation to give Him attention and to praise Him even in the midst of the storm.
inhales God’s breath
exhales His voice
speaking His words
setting poetry within the soul.
Echoes of thunder
call out from Heaven to heaven
as lightning declares
He will not be moved or shaken.
Glorious blue skies
rays of sunshine
dwell in the peace of His presence.
Boulders shoulder burdens
where mountains rise from simple hills
boasting in His majesty
the heights He will ascend for us
to the valley’s carpet where
His love awaits our footsteps.
Somewhere winds begin to blow
stirring the heart of creation
and as a slow sunrise awakens
the dawning of another day
Once again, we glimpse
the breath of the living God
as black turns to light
and the silence of night
symphonies of praise.
~Marcell Warner Bridges
©15 April 2018
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I wrote this poem hours before God lead me back to Job’s words. God’s power so vividly displayed this afternoon reminding me that God’s voice thunders just as much as it whispers to us.
Are we listening?
From My Heart to Yours,
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All verses from New King James Version of the Holy Bible.