Our area is just emerging from a huge storm which swept through here the night before last. There are many trees down, some homes destroyed. Electrical power has not been fully restored in some areas, with 60,000 plus homes effected as the storm subsided.
As I viewed the aftermath today while running errands, I couldn’t help but be reminded of 1 Kings 19:11,12 – “And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.”
To my knowledge there were no fires or earthquakes (except within us quaking humans formed of the dust of the ground!) due to this storm, but what struck me was the aftermath – certain trees struck down or torn apart seemed to “speak” a spiritual message. Except that it wasn’t the usual dry dead kindling that I was noticing…
My attention was drawn to the fact that some of the more robust looking trees with a lot of foliage were the ones that were on the ground, while those which were old and nearly without branches (such as some of the old pines I refuse to part with in our lawn) were the ones still holding their own. Why? It seems as if the weak ones would be taken first. But that was not the point. The scrawny, spindly, stalky ones were left standing, while on the ground the fallen were magnificent, strong, and full.
It came to my attention that the Still Small Voice was trying to get my awareness onto a specific point. It goes something like this: When the Spirit of the Lord moves (symbolized by the mighty rushing wind!), whatever is most resistant (the trees with a lot of foliage) to it is what will be struck down. And great will be the fall thereof! God’s will shall prevail.
Good news and bad news, right?
When I saw one of these trees, strong in itself, but essentially “gutted” from the roots up through the center of its massive trunk, my breath was taken away. It was as if the trunk had been twisted the way one would peel a stubborn skin from a green banana, and then pulled down. I pondered the force necessary to accomplish such a thing. Even in the natural order, let alone the supernatural, it is stunning!
What manner of wind was this?
The other matter was that of “dead wood”. During any of these storms, this is of course always the first to go. But that didn’t seem to be the emphasis of the Still Small Voice.
No, it was instead about the resistance of the proud, the strong, the resistant.
Resistance to God’s Will, His Word, His Way on a global level, a national level, a local level, or an up close and personal level…
Let’s stop here, dear reader, to settle into some Sacred Silence, to allow that Still Small Voice to reveal to us a difference in approach to Him.
Is it about what we can offer to God or what He can offer to us?
Perhaps it’s time for us to ask, “In what ways do I need to surrender to You, Lord, rather than to stand in my own strength and resistance…? Or maybe even stubbornness?
The answers may not be blowing in the wind, but we have His promise that if we ask in faith, without wavering, or doubting that we will hear exactly what we need to hear.
“If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him. But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed. For let not that man think that he shall receive any thing of the Lord.” (James 1:5-7)