Take note of the calm following a storm of winter. A God-imposed calm in the places of hustle and bustle stills the plans and activities of man. Snow covers the streets and does not relent. His blanket of purity glistens upon the rooftops and signposts. Innumerable distinct flakes of cleansing whiteness fall on all creation not covered, all creatures and dirt of life’s daily dirge.

A poet may speak of the calm before the storm or a painter glisten the canvas with a scene frozen in time, but God only interrupts our imaginings of daily life, our comings and our goings, our breathing in and breathing out. Only God does bring the storm and only God does cleanse the creation. Only God has brought the tempest. Only God does bring the calm.

From the boat of fisherman on Chinnereth or from above the lower heavens known to man, God does stir the sea, calm the storm, bring in the tempest of wrath and set still the storm of bright cleansing.

Psalm 107:29 He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.

As it is and was, it will always be. The Lord giveth and the Lord takest away. So even with the storm and the cleansing. So even with the earth and the cleansing.

Revelation 15 And I saw another sign in the heaven, great and marvelous, seven angels having the seven last plagues; for in them is filled up the wrath of God.

And I saw as if it were a sea of glass mingled with fire…