Thunderstorms

This morning, as I sit and listen to the thunder, drinking my coffee, I think about how strong the God I serve is. If a thunderstorm has the power to rip buildings apart, how much more powerful is Jesus? He is the one who spoke to the wind and it obeyed him. It's just another one of the many things about God that my human brain cannot possibly understand. So, why do I let things like thunderstorms scare me? If God is so much more powerful, why am I scared of what He created? At the same time, why do I worry about what's going to happen tomorrow? If God holds my future, all of my tomorrows in His hands, why do I think my worrying is going to help? This is something I need to be constantly reminded of. It's a good thing God doesn't give up on me, because I need constant reminders about a lot of different things.