“He parted the heavens and came down;
dark clouds were under his feet.”
2 Sam 22:10
The Lord doesn’t seem to be doing anything, but he is in fact doing everything; he does not
appear to be present anywhere, but he is in reality everywhere. He does not
have to come down from heaven; he is already here on earth in our midst.
Before David prayed for divine help when he was in battle, the Lord was already there
assisting him every step of the way. God had decided to help his people even before
they came to their senses and started to ask for help.
Open our eyes, Lord, so that we may see.
The heavenly horses and chariots were all over the hill, readying themselves to fight the
battle for God’s chosen people before Elisha’s servant’s eyes were enlightened
to see the spectacular sight.
I was not struggling alone when I was struggling in my youth, for had I been struggling alone, I
would not have survived. I knew how it felt to be hungry, but I wasn’t starving.
I could have been killed once or twice as far as I could tell, but I survived;
my life could have been ended by accidents, diseases, or other violent causes,
but my little life was preserved by the mighty invisible hands.
The Lord seemed to be absent in my life until I became aware of his presence.
How could the Lord be absent in my life? How could the one who formed me in my mother’s womb
suddenly vanish from my existence and not have been involved in my every activity.
I was playing with my friends by the fish pond and was cut by a piece of broken glass on my
right foot when I was about seven or eight. My mother was upset at me for being
careless but, as far as I can recall, she didn’t do anything about the gushing
wound. It took a long while, but the wound mysteriously got well. I am reminded
of God’s presence and protection whenever I look at the long scar on my foot.
As a boy, I enjoyed looking at the sky and staring at the changing formation of
the clouds, but never once did I see the Almighty coming down from heaven. Does
that mean my heavenly Father wasn’t at all concerned about his child?
He had always been there, I just was not aware of his presence. I saw his face for the first
time years later, and I have never missed seeing his face in all things since
David must have seen the Lord more clearly when he needed the divine help more acutely.
When we pray for rain, the voice of thunder may sound like God’s footsteps
roaring and echoing across the darkling sky, not knowing that the Lord arrived long
before the thunder sounded, bringing down refreshing summer rain.