I love storms – mighty, fierce, and slightly terrifying. I love to watch the power of the wind as it bends mighty oak trees and ripples over the waters. Or to see lightning pierce the sky and illuminate a darkened sky. And thunder. Oh, how I love thunder. Oh to hear a mighty crash of thunder that causes me to tremble! There is a thunder that resounds so mightily that I shake with a little fear and yet I also want to jump and dance like a giddy child. There is power in storms, a power so strong that it should be respected and perhaps even feared.
and brings out the wind from his storehouses.