"And now men see not the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passeth, and cleanseth them." Job 37:21 (KJV)
Have you ever thought about how many wonderful purposes that clouds serve in our everyday life? They provide shade from the sweltering sun, their moisture generate rainfall, and they are beautiful to gaze up at amidst a blue sky, especially when their image looks exactly like spilled milk. :-) And we aren't the only ones that benefit from their purpose and beauty. All of nature depends on the clouds for shade and moisture as well.
Now think of when a storm rolls in (all you Texans, I know you've been seeing too much of this lately and my thoughts and prayers are with you). Think about how dark and gray the sky becomes underneath the thick cloud cover, hiding the strong and bright light of the sun. Sometimes the clouds are accompanied by a chorus of clapping thunder and a show of striking light. Sometimes the rain falls lightly and gently, sometimes the wind blows the rain sideways, and sometimes the raindrops pound so viciously that it seems like the world might come to an end.
But all the while...
Above the clouds and above the storm is a BRIGHT LIGHT.
Think about when you're on an airplane flying high in the sky. You're soaring above the clouds and the sun shines strongly, casting rays of light on their cotton-like fluffiness. The cloud cover might be so thick that when you land, you can't see the tiniest ray of light from the sun. BUT it is there. You know it is there. I know it is there.
But it is so easy to forget. And sometimes the clouds are so heavy it is tough to see.
Because we only see the clouds from below instead of from above. From above, God's radiant light is shining in all his majestic glory. He beams rays so strongly that they pierce through some of the loudest storms to show signs of His promises to us.
So friends, I know we're all amidst what feel like some of the greatest storms of our lives, but His promises hold true and His light is still shining above, no matter how dark and stormy it is below.
Adapted from Streams in the Desert by L.B. Cowman