God Speaks Through Thunder

As I sit up in my cozy window seat; I notice that the sunshine has disappeared in retreat. It has left us a very dank, murky, and unfriendly kind of day; With dingy clouds lounging over us in a tempestuous way. Thundering clouds bellow out their voice in the sky. While squeezing out massive rain drops from on high. I survey pedestrians running to take canopy from the rain; And I hear and see swirling water rushing to the nearest drain. Suddenly! I am captivated by a fork-like flash illuminating the sky quite near; And hot-tempered rumbling and tumbling rage in full gear. I see God's air-borne creatures flying to take shelter in their nest; Smartly waiting it out, till the storm takes its rest. The trees with out-stretched arms, stand still in dorm-like form; Anticipating the fierce beating they will get from the storm. With startling strength, screaming winds encircle the house tonight; Causing the window panes to shudder with fright. While the huge, expanded raindrops soak everything around; Lightening bolts angrily shout as they hit the ground. Without prior notice, I and the whole city become engulfed in darkness; As the storm violently wrenched down wires, with its powerful ruggedness. A child in the house shrinks deep down in his bed; And pulls the blankets up and over his head. Every sharp voice of thunder clap he does hear; Strikes him with a stifling chord of fear. Then a gentle reminder comes to his childish ears; "Fear not my child, for I am near, While you sleep, I will watch over you. Just rest in Me till the night is through." With the thunderous night over, and the last signs of the storm has passed away; Sunshine casts its warm penetrating smile on us today.