Of Clouds and Chariots

My prayer partner Elizabeth looked at me with glowing eyes and said: 'God rides His chariot in the clouds!'

We both love the sky; her next-door-neighbour shows her stars and planets through his telescope. When on holiday recently, we revelled in some glorious sunsets from our vantage point on the decking. One morning I woke up to a note on the table: '3.30 am - stars awesome'.

I was reminded of her comment when Adi and I flew to Berlin. Gazing out of the plane window, I revelled in the fluffy white cotton wool clouds. My heart leapt and a smile played on my lips. What a God who rides on the clouds on His majesty.

The summer of 2013 was tough for me. I felt fragile and vulnerable. Could God be trusted? Did He
know what I was going through? I turned to Psalm 18 which describes God as getting angry on our behalf when we are in unjust situations and being bullied by enemies. In poetic language, it shows Him almost tearing apart the universe in His haste to reach His hurting children.

After reading that, I was comforted and strengthened. My situation didn't immediately change - that took a few months - but I rested in the fact that God knew all about it and He cared and was helping me.

There is no one like the God of Jeshurun [the upright, the beloved], who rides across the heavens to help you, and on the clouds in His majesty.
Deut 33:26 (NIV)

Mandy Baker Johnson is a self-employed medical secretary who enjoys blogging and is working on an autobiographical book about deliverance from darkness and being healed from cerebellar ataxia and ME/chronic fatigue. She is developing a heart for the poor and enjoys meeting people at her church's food bank and also volunteering with a Christian charity working with women in the sex industry.