The other night, I was invited to a bonfire at the beach near where I live. It was a birthday party for a friends' daughter - she was turning 13! Right at the end of the night, all the kids grouped together on the sand talking and, well, let's be honest texting! Can you believe it - I don't even own a cell phone, but anyway.
We had one lantern and the glowing embers of a fire that had burned for most of the evening as our light. The rest of my surrounding were dark. The moon seemed to light enough to show the outline of the waves rolling in. It was then that I felt it, the presence of God.
But this time the presence was that of His largeness, His strength, His power. In that moment of seeing the undisturbed ocean of dark against the darker sky, I felt small and I'll be honest a little freaked out. Like "Perfect Storm" freaked out!
The very vastness of natural creation and His workmanship was before me but it was a feeling of it being untamed, that was a little scary.
The power of God is untamed, and very real. We always like to focus on the love of the LORD - which is just as immeasurable, you see, He is balanced.
Untamed, unashamed LOVE/ Untamed, uncomprehensible POWER
I heard a Pastor say once, "The wheels of God's judgement turn slowly, but they grind thouroughly," (Jon Courson)
What a thought! I somehow like that statement even though it scares me. I felt that feeling that night - that God is Love, but God is powerful, God is just.
It makes the gift of Grace even more stunning.