Chaos... I'm breaking so many rules right now.

I think it's safe to say that I had one of the most amazing God experiences ever today.

Yesterday, at the end of Land Culture Book, Mr. Becksvoort asked us to pray that there would be rain tomorrow (which was... today), and informed us that he and a few of his very close friends had also been praying that there would be rain. He also said that we should be prepared to go out in it. As we so often do, all of us inquired as to why it was so important that it would rain today, and... as usual, he wouldn't tell us.

We went through the rest of the day with gorgious weather and went to LCB. We were all rather disappointed and went through the day praying that somehow it would rain. About five minutes before class got out, we began to discuss how disappointed we were that there wasn't any rain because we wanted to know what Mr. Becksvoort had wanted to show us, and about then we heard a sound like thunder coming from outside. We looked out the window to see a huge black cloud hovering over our school. This lead to over half of our class following Bex out of the classroom (with full knowledge that we would not be back before 6th period), past the marmalade factory, past the horse stables, and ended up at the bridge by the river bed... and as we ran, Mr. Becksvoort calmly said, "I am breaking so many rules right now."

And this is where things got crazy. We were in the midst of a wind storm. As the wind began to pick up, it gathered dust along with it, so we were all getting thrashed with dust which soon turned into mud when the rain began to pour. Several moments after the rain came, we realized that it wasn't just rain... there was also hail (slightly painful). So we stood there, huddled together because if we let go of each other the wind would have knocked us over (I'm not exaggerating). We're muddy. Our hair's messy. We're drenched. And Mr. Becksvoort proceeds (paraphrased):

"I'm sure you would all agree with me. This is chaos. Now imagine that the river bed was overflowing with water and flooding into the land. This would then be the biblical definition of chaos. This is how the world began, and then God hovered over it, calmed it and created order. However, Satan entered the order and once again brought chaos. Jesus came. When he was baptized, he entered the river which symbolized chaos. Jesus entered the chaos, the skies open, and a dove/God once again hovered over the chaos to bring order. Jesus then went into the desert where Satan again tried to bring chaos. It's a cycle. We are in the Messianic age.

Now as for us... We know people at our school, at our work, in our neighborhoods, and in our churches who live in chaos. If we saw someone floating down this river bed, we wouldn't just shout at them, 'Hey, what are you doing in there!? Well, we're praying for you.' I can guarantee that we, as a class, would go down there, join hands, hold each other up, and pull that person out of the chaos. God's given us a duty to do this in other people's lives! Don't just tell them that everything's going to be okay and that you're going to pray for them. Help them."

I guess this really hit me... I was completely overwhelmed. I have been going through a lot at home and with several friends lately... and it hasn't been easy for me to find people to enter the chaos with me and help me (not because people don't care... they just either wouldn't be able to relate, or they're busy, or it's just easier for me to run from things)... but I have a God who did enter the chaos for me. Who loved me enough to suffer for me... who is powerful enough to bring this storm, to rip trees out of the ground, to cause earthquakes... He's powerful enough to do all of that and He still loves me, and you, and everyone.

Well, the storm ended when we went into 6th period. Most people didn't even believe the storm ever happened.


PSALM 29
Ascribe to the LORD, O mighty ones,
ascribe to the LORD glory and strength.
Ascribe to the LORD the glory due His name;
worship the LORD in the splendor of his holiness.

The voice of the LORD is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the LORD thunders over the mighty waters.
The voice of the LORD is powerful;
the voice of the LORD is majestic.
The voice of the LORD breaks the cedars;
the LORD breaks in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon skip like a calf,
Sirion like a young wild ox.
The voice of the LORD strikes with flashes of lightening.
The voice of the LORD shakes the desert;
the LORD shakes the desert of Kadesh.
The voice of the LORD twists the oaks
and strips the forests bare.
and in His temple all cry "GLORY!"

The LORD sits enthroned over the flood;
the LORD is enthroned as King forever.
The LORD gives strength to His people;
The LORD blesses His people with peace.



I saw some broken cedars and twisted oaks on the way home...