Seascape of Whitby

I have come to Whitby; I was struck by the powerful seascape before me. I was minded of Job’s observations in his twenty-sixth chapter:

He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.

He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it.

He hath compassed the waters with bounds, until the day and night come to an end.

The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his reproof.

He divideth the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud.

Storms and tempests are powerful and destructive, but they bespeak eloquently the greater power of the almighty God who made them and whose will sustains the entire cosmos. And in His strong will, He secures you. 

The Lord is slow to anger and great in power, and will not at all acquit the wicked. The Lord has His way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of His feet. Nahum 1:3