The God of the Storm

The God of the Storm
2 Samuel 22: 1- 20

The song says, “It never rains in Southern California,” but it goes on to say that they never warn you that it does sometimes pour. I myself never needed galoshes in Britain, where we usually have only gentle rain, though we have it rather often. In Los Angeles I was once caught for three minutes in a downpour, and I was as wet as if I had lain in the bath in my clothes. Yet nothing here has compared with a storm we once drove through in southern France, when at midday the sky became as dark as midnight except at the moments from time to time when vast sheets of lightning briefly illumined the whole sky, rain fell as if we were in a waterfall, and the earth shook...