Lightening

I will never look at thunderstorms the same way. They reveal the power of God and the beauty of his power. Tuesday night these pictures were taken during the storm. The Americans were worshipping and when we returned to the main session room all of the lights were off with all of the people at camp admiring the storm. It was the night Henri became a believer. The night he realized he had been saved. He was shock when God gave me the privilege of revealing this to him. God wanted Henri in His army and He got him that night. As I said, the room was pitch black. All I could see of Henri during this talk was his face when lightening lit up the sky allowing small portions of light to stream through the windows. His facial expressions went from neutral to joyful. I have never been so flooded with emotion than this specific moment, and the week in Estonia altogether. My God IS greater. My God IS stronger. My God IS like NO other.