It's raining here in New Zealand. A lot. We have a low pressure system the size of Australia moving over our little island. And that means rain and wind. Lots of rain and wind.
But there hasn't been a lot of thunder. I heart thunder. And lightning. I looove storms. I grew up on the Highveld which is 2000m above sea level. The air crackles it's so dry at times. So the electrical rain storms are incredible. Skies filled with jagged fingers of lightning and rolls of thunder that seem to shake the house. [Here you learn what to do in an earthquake- there you learn what to do in a lightning storm!]
Thunder to me represents God. Thunder means the rain is on it's way. Breakthrough is coming. And I am listening for thunder right now.
I need breakthrough. I need work. The well is dry. So I am listening for thunder. This week I believed for breakthrough every single day. My first upon waking was "Today is the day, God". I stood (literally) on His Word. Thursday I thought I heard thunder. It was a rumble- we'll see if it roars again.
This is what I am standing on:
And my God will liberally supply (fill to the full) your every need according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.
I wrote it on a piece of paper, put it on the floor and stood on it. Declared it and declared breakthough. I am waiting for thunder.