Today I am not inspired. My calendar and Proverbs 29 did not grab my imagination. So I turned to Psalms 29. The whole psalm starts with the mandate, “Ascribe to the Lord, O mighty ones, ascribe to the Lord glory and strength. Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name; worship the Lord in the splendor of his holiness.” The psalm then continues on to personify the voice of the Lord like a mighty storm with lightning, thunder, winds sweeping across forests and deserts. The psalm ends, “The Lord sits enthroned over the flood; the Lord is enthroned as King forever. The Lord gives strength to his people, the Lord blesses his people with peace.” Yesterday I woke to a cloud burst of heavy rain and there were several more cloud bursts through the day. The weather man calls it “thunderstorms” but the Psalmist sees the storms as a dynamic similar to God moving through his world. The news of the death of George Floyd and the resulting violence in Minneapolis continued to unfold yesterday. As the waves of storm hit, waves of memories touched our hearts and lives. It did feel like the mighty oaks were “twisted” and the forests were “stripped bare.” In the midst of the storm, chaos and upheaval, the psalmist reminds me that the voice of God is working. Like the wind, we cannot see God’s acting. Like the rain, history impacts the little plants as well as the mighty oaks. In the midst of a storm, we can only take shelter…and there we have it. Where do we shelter as God’s voice works? Yup, where do we shelter in the storm of viruses and lockdowns, storms of injustice and violence underserved, during times of uncertainty? The beach does not save us. Shopping and re-opening restaurants does not give our soul eternal joy. As we live through this time of change, we turn to the God whose voice is working unseen but ever active in our world. Lord, grant us grace to see beyond the storm to the God who holds all our lives in his hands and heart.