Shucks. The power just went out, and with it goes my internet access.
Just now, for a moment, some people in the apartment complex went outside, heading out into the lightning-filled sky to escape the darkness of their homes.
For a moment, I looked at the angry sky, and I understood why man fears God.
For a moment, I wondered how the world would end.
Lightning struck hard in the distance, and I could hear the distant thunder rumbling in waves toward me. Lights flickered and the power came back on. I’m back inside now, and behind me, electrical discharges cascade across the sky while trees thrash about in the wind. I can hear the excited voices of the neighbors and their young girl as they discuss the storm.
I feel very small. But it’s somehow more than that. I feel very mortal.
The power just went off and on again. Darn router is going to keep resetting.
Meanwhile, my partner sleeps in blissful ignorance. She’ll figure it all out tomorrow, or perhaps when I come to bed.
Numbers 15 is interesting, and I found the contrast between “unintentional sin” and “presumptuous sin” to be interesting: when unintentional sin is committed, the community gets together to make a sin offering, but when someone commits a presumptuous sin, he shows that he has “despised the word of the Lord… [and] that person shall be completely cut off; his guilt shall be upon him.” (Numbers 15:31)
I feel as though I have been a disobedient child. I’m not sure how to make it up to my “Father” or to myself, and at this point in my life, my rebel heart is particularly strong. The old animal urges never really go away, do they?
I’m glad I’m going to church in the morning.
That’s all I’m going to talk about tonight. I’d rather not be tied to this computer, staring into this screen. The world is out there.
I’m going to put this away for a while after I’ve updated, and I’m going to sit outside, in awe of the power of God.
Tonight, when I sleep, I will dream a dream of thunder.
Peace be upon you.