1 Kings 18:43-46
Elijah told his servant: ‘Go and look towards the sea.’ And he went up and looked. ‘There is nothing there,’ he said. Seven times Elijah said, ‘Go back.’ The seventh time the servant reported, ‘A cloud as small as a man’s hand is rising from the sea.’ So Elijah said, ‘Go and tell Ahab, ‘Hitch up your chariot and go down before the rain stops you.’ Meanwhile, the sky grew black with clouds, the wind rose, a heavy rain came on and Ahab rode off to Jezreel. The power of the Lord came upon Elijah and, tucking his cloak into his belt, he ran ahead of Ahab all the way to Jezreel.
Over the last few days as the heat and humidity rose I kept looking for the clouds. And there were clouds, but not the right sort of clouds, just the hazy sort that mask the sun but keep the humidity. And then last night the right clouds came, the wind rose and the storm broke – quite spectacularly with dazzling lightning and crashing thunder. I wonder if that was what it was like for Elijah and Ahab? Imagine Elijah (or you or me) running through the storm and rain in the power of the Lord.
Father God, thank you for the weather, for your clouds and storms and rains, and for your power, that we can see and feel in the weather, but which we can also feel within ourselves, giving us the strength to run and revel in. Amen.