"You called in trouble and I [God] rescued you; I answered you in the hiding place of thunder." —Psalm 81:7 (NASB)
The Sounds of Thunder
The sounds of thunder roar, breaking the sound barrier outside my window. A storm brews.
My ears hear another thunder—my sons' feet. Just as I cannot escape the sound of thunder, my Sons of Thunder shoes thump through every room of our home. Their laughing, teasing, fighting, and demands for attention range from long, low rumbles to loud cracks, commanding my response.
Single parenting is not for the pale hearted. My tears drip between short periods of calm. Lightning strikes often under the dark cloud of constant stress—car repairs, no money, medical emergencies, no money, the monthly budget, not enough money.
When Enlightenment Strikes
I rumble, grumble and stumble through life's storms. Thunder, a striking reminder of God's power, reminds me of the nearness of the God of heaven. Psalm 81 reminds me to—
- Sing for joy to God—my strength
- Shout joyfully to the God of Jacob, Scoti, Kristoffer, and Kyle
- Remember how in the past God rescued me or strengthened me to face each new challenge
- Listen to and hear God's words
- Trust the maker of my sons, myself, the wind, and the rain, and his wisdom to equip me to parent my sons.