Like Lightning: A Prayer of Praise

Like lightning, flashing across the horizon,

illuminating the darkness and revealing

what appears to be roots hidden and embedded

in the canvas of the rumbling heavenlies,

you, O God, have crashed and roared and

thundered and struck upon my life.

You have exposed my roots against

the backdrop of such storms. Repeatedly.

The birds have flown for cover, the people

have sought out shelter, but the clouds

have gathered together for a moment,

inched toward you, then vanished, giving way

to drizzle and haze and light. I see, unobstructed.

In the storm, I’m gathered to you. Hallelujah that

you, O God, have crashed and roared and

thundered and struck upon my life.