storms of sin

I was awakened this morning by the booming and crashing of thunder outside my window - yet another new experience for me in this amazing south region of the United States. I am a very deep and heavy sleeper, and have been awakened by many things, but this was the first time for thunder! It sounded right outside my window! It was so awesome - and I mean awesome as in awe-inspiring. I got up and began to make coffeee, as the rain literally poured down outside. It truly sounded like buckets of water dumping to the ground. Again - like nothing I've ever heard. As the coffee was brewing - I watched the lightning flash above the clouds illuminating the sky - but hiding the light show I was so longing to see. As the thunder became less and less prevelant - I withdrew my laptop, and I now sit by the large picture window in our dining room sharing this experience in writing - confident that it is not in danger of being damaged by an electrical surge (I am on battery though... hehe!). The rain is now simply pouring, rather than dumping, and the flashbulbs in the sky are now clicking off only every few minutes, rather than a few each minute. I believe the storm has passed already - too quickly in my estimation.

I am pondering the storms of sin in my life and how quickly and intense they come on - sometimes building for days...weeks...months - but more often than not - seeming to simply appear from nowhere - totally dominate my thoughts and life for a period of time (usually a breif period of just few days) and then it seems to pass as if the storm is over and my life will become normal again. My thoughts are once again redirected to God and I am once again at peace.

My pondering this morning is about this - the storms that come from no where - and the fact that they continue to come. When I am in the middle of it - it is so intense it is hard to focus anywhere else, yet as it passes, it is easy to redirect my attention to where it should be.

Ahhhh - the buckets of water dumping here have returned - and I believe the storm is once again preparing to pass. Not the same part of the storm - this is a new and different leg of the same system - as perhaps my sin takes shape in different forms of the same root sin.