by Carolyn Hope
The King sits on His throne. As you enter the courtroom, you take in His glory. His robes are made of majesty, royal red interwoven with gold. Under His robes lies His armor, forged in the fire of His strength. Before Him rests the world on its secure stand; no earthquake or shaking can move it.
This is the throne of the ages, and this is the God who forever has been and forever will be.
As you observe this scene, waters from the earth begin to rise up. Floods begin to mount, higher and higher, until they reach the throne room. A whistling wind rips through, causing the waters to thrash and pound; waves higher than you have ever seen crash around you, and each crash brings peals of thunder so great that your very bones reverberate from the sound.
The King stands from His throne, and the waves immediately bow before Him. The waters deplete, the howling wind deflates, and all is back to peace. As the King sinks once again into His throne, you stare in awe at His simple might and unstoppable authority. Forever He has been; forever He will be. Nothing can stand against the one and only King.Like what you've read? Receive free email updates from The Voice Online: Subscribe