Job 26:14. “Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? But the thunder of his power who can understand?” THE THUNDER OF HIS POWER. The movements of planets and galaxies through endless space is not felt. Tides in their courses are uncontrollable except when His power is dealt, For there is no stopping the course of the seasons – man has no control over time. The moon even gave no light until His power made the sun to shine. How small man is in his place – how limited in his power. How great is the Almighty in grace! How many blessings on us He showers! Because all of the things God created had fellowship with man its motivation – All these evidences we see of His Person are small in the light of His salvation.
He, who hung the earth upon nothing, was the One who came to earth to save. He, who has the keys to life in His Person, was the One whose life He gave. He, to whom even hell is transparent, felt hell’s flames when He suffered for our sin.
He, who maintains everything in its order, uses earthquakes to testify of Him. He, who made the sun to give light, turned its light out in the middle of the day. He, who answers our prayers, from His heart to His Father did pray. On every hand the thunder of His power is greater than the sounds we hear. His power is limitless in strength, yet in grace, He to me draws near.
There is a part of me that can’t stop trembling, when His presence and power, I fear. There is a part that is comfortable and content, when I know that He is right here. I feel so limited in my perception of Him by my own feeble humanity. Yet I know He has existed for ever, and will, from eternity to eternity. Still in grace that I never can measure, He was found in fashion as a man; In order that any of life’s consternations I have, He too, is willing and can – Apart from sin, identify Himself with everything I’ll ever go through. When I will be called a load to bear, He has personally borne that load too.
The thunder of His power is extremely great, of that there is no limitation. But greater than the sound of His passing in the seas, is the greatness of grace bringing salvation. He who uses thunder as a little glimpse to us of the sound of His voice; Gives in words, the truth of His Gospel, to help us all to make the right choice. He, who with the flash of His lightening can break trees, even rocks, apart. Has with the strains of His love and mercy, brought peace to many troubled hearts. By the thunder of His power and spirit, He sprinkled stars through the vastness of space. And yet, in a day that is coming, I will look upon His blessed face.
“I am kind of shaky before Thee this morning, Father. I know I am not intruding on Thee, but I am very conscious of Thy greatness and power. I feel so unworthy of putting in childish words, thoughts that I know can never define Thee. Maybe, Father God, it is a good thing, that the back of my legs feels weak and trembly. I am afraid to stand before Thee. I bow my heart in reverence and respect. In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.”