Psalm 29

Psalm 29

“Oh when the Saints go marching in, oh when the Saints go marching in…”

The words echoed in the dark room as a frightened girl cowered under the blankets, her eyes pinched tightly against the flashes of lightning, She blared out the song trying to drown out the thunderstorm raging outside her window, sleep impossible until the storm abated.

I was that young child; thunderstorms brought panic, especially because they usually happened at night just as I was getting ready to go to bed. Lying alone in my room I felt very small and vulnerable.. Usually childish fears diminish as we grow up, for me the fear during thunderstorms refuses to fade, the memories of my panic are as intense today as they were back then. As irrational as it is, even as an adult, the spark of lightning and clap of thunder still makes my heart race and my breath quickened.

The presence of others reassure me and calm me somewhat. However, when alone that young girl’s fright returns. I no longer bury myself under the blankets, or find it is necessary to bellow out the words to a mighty fighting song; I have found my peace in the Bible, Psalms 29 to be exact. Sitting on my bed reading in a calm clear voice the words to Psalms 29 alleviate my fears and bring me closer to God. “The voice of the Lord is powerful” reminds me that He is in control and “the Lord will give strength unto His people; the Lord will bless His people with peace” promises me that He will always be there to calm my anxieties.

The storm may continue to rage outside, but the storm in my body has been quieted.

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