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Heavenly Storehouses Laden with Snow

February 24, 2016


Our church staff was been in contact with each other this morning, thanks to the wonders of group texting.

Given the storm and common sense, we’ve closed the church office for today and cancelled everything on our local church schedule for today. Not a quick decision at all, especially if you know the rest of our crew: we love what we do, and we love being in ministry together.

Perhaps, just perhaps, we’ve been labeled a tight team “that gets stuff done while having fun.” Oh, okay, so I’ll admit that maybe I was the the one that slapped that label on us. It sure fits. It’s an honor being in ministry with this staff serving the people who are this delightful church.

But, as I said, common sense and the horrible weather win the day.

And Pastor Jessica and I would hate to visit someone in the hospital because of a broken bone from a slip on some ice while trying to get to like today’s Children’s Christmas Program Planning Meeting. Said the guy who fell and broke his ankle. On some steps. Indoors. At our local hospital. By the nurses’ station. Of the orthopedic floor. (Have I mentioned my ankle in the last hour?)


All of that and a whole lot more has me humming a Chris Tomlin song in my head.  One image in particular resonates at the moment. Our Rivers of Life Clergy Band did this song on our first album (available on iTunes or I can send you an actual cd), and it includes these images in its lyrics —

Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go
Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow
Who imagined the sun and gives source to it’s light
Yet conceals it to bring us the coolness of night
None can fathom

Indescribable, uncontainable,
You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name
You are amazing God
All powerful, untameable,
Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim
You are amazing God
You are amazing God


From book of Job in The Bible, these questions come from God to us:

Have you entered the storehouses of the snow,

Or have you seen the storehouses of the hail?

Where is the way that the light is divided,

Or the east wind scattered on the earth?

Who has carved a channel for the flood,

Or a way for the thunderbolt,

To bring rain on a land without people,

On a desert without anyone in it,

To satisfy the waste and desolate land

And to make the seeds of grass to sprout?

Has the rain a father?

Or who has begotten the drops of dew?

From whose womb has come the ice?

And the frost of heaven, who has given it birth,

When water becomes hard like stone?


That song’s title? Indescribable.

Pretty good summary of God: Indescribable.

Let the church say Amen.

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