Two Storms

“The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.
Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
- 1 Kings 19:11-13 NIV

We had a storm blow through Chattanooga a few weeks ago that was quite impressive with the intensity of its wind, its rain, its lightning flashes and its booming thunder. It was so close at times, that the lightning flashed and the thunder rolled simultaneously, rocking the house again and again and again. The intensity only lasting a few minutes, with the storm itself lasting less than an hour or so. But impressive nonetheless.

That storm reminded me of one from a few years earlier in Jacksonville, Florida, that I watched from my 22nd floor hotel room window.

As I sat and watched the fierceness of that storm as it beat down upon the river and lit up the Jacksonville skyline, I found myself speaking out loud. And since I was there alone, speaking to no one in particular but me.

“Wow. That’s amazing. Holy Cow that’s crazy. Should I back away from the window? Man, look at the sky. That’s just beautiful!”

During the Chattanooga storm, as Amy and I sat in the chairs in our basement with a dog up close to me and another next to her, I prayed the storm would pass soon and prayed for protection. 

That night in Jacksonville, I began thanking God for the awesome display of His power, of His creation.

In the midst of both storms, I was reminded of Elijah in the cave.

Now, I’m not on the run for zealously doing God’s work like Elijah was. I just sometimes find my own man-made cave of sorts, tired and a bit hungry, looking for God in the storm. Looking for God in the rain, in the wind, in the thunder and lightning. 

But He was not there.

It was only after the storm that I realized that He was right there with me. He was who I was talking with while taking in the power and beauty of the Jacksonville storm. Taking in (and fearfully shaking from) the example of His power and might. He was right there by me, the still small voice comforting me as I looked for Him in the storm.

Elijah looked for the Lord in the powerful wind, in the earthquake, in the fire and the Lord was not in them. Yet, it was not until after the fire that he heard the still small voice and he came out to see the Lord pass by.

I wonder if sometimes we can find ourselves not hearing that still small voice because we’re so busy looking for Him in the Big, in the Loud, in the Grandios.

Yet, sometimes He’s not there. Sometimes He’s in the calm and the still after the storm 

And sometimes He’s comforting us in the midst of it.

Sometimes He calms the storm… Sometimes He just calms me.

Elijah was in a storm of life. So much so that the Lord sent an angel to comfort him, feed him, and encourage him on his journey. After that, Elijah walked for 40 days and nights, and found refuge in his cave to rest and hide.... and found the Lord in the still, small voice.

Seek Him... and He shall be found by you.

Keep the Faith... Carpe Diem