As I rise this morning, I am greeted by the nearly unfamiliar…
As the sky roils and rips, rolling and twisting in thunder, I smile, thinking how long it has been since I have heard such a heavenly spectacle. It is majestic and commanding, and reminds me of our Lord. It is almost as if he is tapping his foot in heaven, anticipating his soon return.
And he laughs as the wicked heathen of this world rage on. The leaders of every stripe and ilk, counseling and conspiring together, angry at God and his people. As the world attempts to throw off the last vestiges of God and the Lord Jesus Christ, I am reminded of Him who sits on the throne, and I praise Him.
I am not drunk with wine friends, but instead, my heart is filled with joy in the Lord and the Holy Spirit as I run on, stumbling at times, but running nonetheless. And it is this joy in the Lord that I possess that gives strength to every step.
And I am not sorry to embrace my brothers and sisters in Christ, and give thanks to the God of heaven, our God and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Have a blessed day in the Lord.