Instead of God coming through stormy clouds and lightning, I was reminded of this song Daisy.
Common Grace. Yeah, the kind of grace that's for everyone. Like the sun that rises on the rich and the poor, the healthy and the sick, the famous and the unknowns. Like the rain that falls on the righteous and the wicked, the courageous and the cowards, the truth-lovers and the liars. All the same.
Common Grace. I still cannot understand it. Maybe it was not meant to be grasped, but to be let go. Release. There's power in surrender.
Common Grace. Can you believe it? As I'm writing this, the rains starts to fall. The easy rain still falls. But only for a little while more...then comes the Thunder.
Daisy by Switchfoot
Daisy, give yourself away
Lookup at the rain
The beautiful display
Of power and surrender
Giving us today
And she gives herself away
Rain, another rainy day
Comes up from the ocean
Give herself away
She comes down easy
On rich and debt the same
And she gives herself away
Let it go
Daisy, Let it go
Open up your fist
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
It doesn't hold your soul
Daisy, let it go
Pain, give yourself a name
Call yourself contrition
Avarice of blame
Giving isn't easy
Neither is the rain
When she gives herself away
Daisy, why another day?
Why another sunrise
Who will take the blame
For all redemptive motion
And every rainy day
When he gives himself away
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