God struck me with a verse today, after taking a gander at this picture:
That’s normally dry prairie, by the way. Near my hometown.

The verse?

“The Lord sits enthroned above the flood. The Lord is enthroned as King forever. The Lord gives strength to his people. The Lord blesses his people with peace.” (Psalm 29:3,10,11).

No matter what’s going on in my life (and there’s a lot), God sits enthroned above it all. Yes, he’s with me in the lonely darkness, but just as importantly, he sits above it all. His strength comes because he’s with me, but it comes from his throne above my trouble. There is no flood so deep that it laps at his feet in heaven, no torrent so strong that he might lose his grip on his sovereignty and the providence I need. God is above it.

And as I take his hand, I’m reminded that while my soul and my emotions are subject to the butterfly effect and every ripple caused by every storm, my spirit is one with Jesus, united with him, seated with him in that high and holy place. It’s the peace David is writing about in his Psalm. Head trips are great, but it’s time to take a heart trip.

Before the throne, John said, is a sea like glass. Placid, utterly calm, and ours to enjoy. I’ll see you there.