Overcast. Clouds. A change in the barometer. Rain and/or a storm coming. I feel it all. My fibromyalgia-filled body lets me know. I cannot avoid the effects. But I know that, on the other side, I’ll feel better. So, when this happens, all I can do is wait it out. And rest.
Just as the physical clouds, circumstantial clouds roll in over our lives. We feel their impending effects. However, when one hovers over us, we forget one thing: our example…
“This was the regular pattern—at night the cloud that covered the Tabernacle had the appearance of fire. Whenever the cloud lifted from over the sacred tent, the people of Israel would break camp and follow it. And wherever the cloud settled, the people of Israel would set up camp. In this way, they traveled and camped at the Lord’s command wherever he told them to go.
“Then they remained in their camp as long as the cloud stayed over the Tabernacle. If the cloud remained over the Tabernacle for a long time, the Israelites stayed and performed their duty to the Lord.” (Num. 9:16-19 NLT) The Hebrew text says they “kept the charge of Jehovah, and did not pull up.”
When the cloud of God’s presence tarried, the children of Israel tarried. They struck their tents and waited. They did not pull up stakes and depart. They knew the cloud was Jehovah and continued to perform their service to the Lord as they waited.
Scripture tells us that God rides the clouds…
* “Behold, the Lord rides on a swift cloud.” (Is. 19:1a NKJV)
* “Sing loud praises to him who rides the clouds. His name is the Lord.” (Ps. 68:4 NLT)
* He “rides the heavens to help you, and in His excellency on the clouds.” (Deut. 33:26 NKJV)
But do we realize those dark clouds threatening to overtake us announce His arrival and conceal His presence? F. B. Meyer wrote, “A storm is only the outskirts of His robe—the symptom of His advent and the environment of His presence.” As the hem of His garment. Stirring up the atmosphere. But His presence is in the cloud. His peace and light await us in the midst of the cloud. In the eye of the storm.
Remember, when a dark, rumbling cloud looms over your life, it is the advent of His presence. Trust Him. Continue your service to Him. And when the effects come, wait it out, rest in His presence, and you’ll be better on the other side.
You are never without hope, for He will never leave you lacking the assurance of His presence. He will see you through the storm.
Sing and praise Him Who rides the clouds over your life, Who meets you in the eye of the storm and says, “Peace. Peace, be still!”