The storm takes over, and my brother, full of fear, comes running, but I am not afraid. I hear the rolling thunder and watch watch the brilliant lightning show, and I am reminded of His infinite power, His constancy. He holds the universe in the palm of His hand. He fills my every need.
I stand in the rain and I catch it on my tongue. It soaks my shirt and rests on my eyelashes. I am drenched in the presence of my Lord and Savior, my lover.
|via Pinterest. (but doesn't it almost look like me?)|