.Thunder and Lightning. .[Testimony].

I am sitting on the fourth floor of the library at Trent. I've been back in Canada for about 2 and a half months. Its sweet.

The thunder and lightening are striking. I am sitting in a glass panneled room overlooking the river. The rain is flooding my view to grey, and the sound of the storm shakes the sky.

I am taken back to the late November skys in Ghana last year, when God lit up the clouds with lightning for us every night. There was no rain, no sound, just a beautiful display of fire-work-lightning in the clouds. Every day. It was beautiful.

I have no idea what causes that kind if phenomenon, apparently its common to the season, but what I do know is that it was beautiful, and showed me just a little more another little piece of how freeking beautiful our Lord is, and how He truely makes all things beautiful in His time, in His world. Seasons come and seasons go, but the Word of the Lord remains forever.

I was thinking today as I rode my bike into campus how truely blessed I am, and how I am greatful for this day, every moment, every day.