"The Lord sat enthroned at the Flood, And the Lord sits as King forever."
It's raining hard today, but I'm sure not nearly as hard as it did thousands of years ago when God opened the skies and sent the raging waters down to flood the earth and destroy almost the entirety of His creation. What was He doing, I mean literally doing when that happened? The Psalmist says that He sat, and that He sat enthroned. There's a part of me that thinks He ought to have been pacing the floor and sort of rubbing His chin as if He were devising some alternative scheme to change course. But He actually did what my soul (deep down) receives the greatest amount of comfort from; He sat, in control, high and exalted, and completely enthroned in all His glory. Sound unsympathetic? Not at all, it's quite the contrary. This is precisely what I need my God to be and do, and the Psalmist reminds me that this is what He will do into eternity future; then, now and forever.
Floods of life will come and go, but they do not nullify His Kingship, and they do not diminish His glory. The world's forecast is pretty stormy right now with nothing but dark clouds on the horizon as far as the eye can see; but today I choose to believe that beyond those clouds that I cannot see through sits our God, enthroned as King and Ruler.
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