Wouldn’t you rather hear from God in church, where it’s safe and dry and predictable? Or from your sofa while you’re relaxing after a long day.
How about when everything is going you way? Wouldn’t that be a great time to hear the voice of God?
I’ll admit there have been times like these when I heard the Lord speak to my heart. Those moments of the still small voice have filled me with comfort and hope.
But when God speaks to me out of the storm, there is no doubt about who’s doing the talking.
No other voice can reach me above the roar of the crashing waves. No one else can find me in the debris, or lift me from the fallen facades of my life.
No one else can calm the fear and bring peace.
He is bigger than the storm.