Thunderstorms !

It's Saturday early evening,and once again we have a weather watch.

To the west of us the skies are dark and threatening.

With this in mind I take your back to Monday of this week to show you what the sky looked like then.

Looking to the north east,this was what we saw.

That one had passed us.

Is that not an impressive sight?

I zoomed in for a closer shot,and this is what I got.

The awesome power in a storm cloud like this makes me feel so small.

As the sun set the scene became one of fiery beauty.
This was looking to the south.
Each cloud was alive with color.

Turning the camera west,this was the scene.
It makes me think of fire in the sky.
The distant clouds outlined with bright orange and yellow.

One last look west,to see incoming thunderheads,all highlighted by the setting sun.

The thought for today is a longer one,but I urge you to take the time to read through the words of this song.

O worship the King, all glorious above,
O gratefully sing His power and His love;
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space,
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.

The earth with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old;
Established it fast by a changeless decree,
And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.

Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.