a large tornado is seen in the sky over a road

liturgy

O Lord, In the roar of the whirlwind

O Lord, In the roar of the whirlwind, I hear attentively the noise of your voice that roars to the end of heaven. I am blinded by your lightning that snips the sky between horizons. Your voice roars in thunder to the ends of heaven. And I know your omnipotence, for it towers above my weakness. And I'm content to trust you in the storms.

Taken from Celtic Devotions: A Guide to Morning and Evening Prayer by Calvin Miller, Copyright (c) 2008, by Calvin Miller. Published by InterVarsity Press, Downers Grove, IL. www.ivpress.com