These are the nights I praise God most.
The breeze slowly starts working it's way to a howl,
there is just enough heat and humidity to break a sweat on a short walk,
and the clouds hang so low and dark you can smell the oncoming rain.
These are the signs of a nighttime thunderstorm.
Soon lightning will break across the sky,
branches will fall off trees,
and buildings will shake with thunder.
God takes nights like these to remind me what goodness He can bring from the turmoil of a thunderstorm.
That chilly rain washes away the dirt from the air and the heat from the sun the same way His presence washes the soot from my mind. Rain bathes the day with a fresh beginning for tomorrow the same way God has made me new. Rain gives the earth the opportunity to produce growth the same way God equips me and gives me opportunity to grow.
Even though while in the storm things look very ominous and the wind whipping the debris through the streets seems violent, the impressive part is what can happen as a result of the storm.
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