"The waters saw you and writhed; The very depths were convulsed. The clouds poured down water, the skies resounded with thunder; Your arrows flashed back and forth. Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind, Your lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked. Your path led through the sea, Your way through the mighty waters, though Your footprints were not seen." (Psalm 77:16-19)
Previously in Psalm 77, the speaker makes an urgent plea, laying it before the throne of his Lord.
"I remembered my songs in the night. My heart mused and my spirit inquired: Will the Lord reject forever?...Has God forgotten to be merciful? Has He in anger withheld compassion? Then I thought, to this I will appeal: I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes I will remember your miracles of long ago. I will meditate on all your works and consider your mighty deeds. Your ways, O God, are holy. What god is so great as our God? You are the God who performs miracles." (Psalm 77:6-13)
I wonder if the Psalmist was considering not only the mighty justice of God, but His mercies, which are new every morning. I think of Hagar, wandering the wilderness, alone and afraid. Yet when the Lord showed tender compassion to her, she called Him El Roi, the God who sees me. The Lord is not simply Master and Rider of the storm, for even in His greatness, He knelt to comfort broken ones. He lifted up the dust and dirt of the earth, and called men friends. Another verse describes God as a "hiding place," a refuge. Because the heart of the Mightiest had been torn to reconcile his children to Himself, and because Christ offered healing balm to hearts and souls with palms that bled, we know that He is also a God of aching love, and passionate tenderness.
As disciples of the King, we may be confident in this. "Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and mountains fall into the heart of the sea" (Psalm 46:2). If the storms of this life have cruelly shattered you, beaten and broken you upon the rocks, take heart in this at least: that I AM is near, and that the merest breath of his mouth could cause the very roots of the world to shudder. He has chosen to stand behind you, to guard your hindside. He walks beside you, to bear you and encourage you. He goes before you, as a shield and light with which to vanquish any evil you might face and set your path.
Do you walk with the Storm Rider in your suffering? Do you know both the infinity of His power and the depth of His peace?