I love that, although I have read the whole Bible once before and pieces over the course of my life, I always find something new in it. Tonight I read Psalm 29, and verses 4-9 were awesome.
The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is majestic. The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars; the Lord breaks in pieces the Cedars of Lebanon. He makes Lebanon skip like a calf, Sirion like a young wild ox. The voice of the Lord strikes with flashes of lightning. The voice of the Lord shakes the desert; the Lord shakes the desert of Kadesh. The voice of the Lord twists the oaks and strips the forests bare. And in His temple all cry, “Glory!”
Reading that can send shivers down my spine. With only His voice, God can shake deserts and twist trees, and that’s nothing for Him. He can make entire planets come into being just by breathing. As I read of the power of my God I was amazed and humbled.
When I read those words I imagine this big, loud, booming voice coming from heaven, but He can do all of that with just a whisper, too.
My favorite part about reading those verses, though, was realizing how great it is to know God as more than just a powerful and omnipotent being, but as my Father, who cares for me.
The same voice that can twist oaks and shake deserts, brings peace and comfort to me in my time of need. The same voice that strikes with lightning, speaks into my identity, reminding me who I am in Him and not who the world says I am. The same voice that breaks cedars, reminds me of His promises when I forget them.
It’s the same voice. And that blows my mind.