I expected the rain to come by thunder And lightning but now as it comes I wonder If it has decided to ride in under Cover of a mist arising to persist Little by little surprising to insist As from nothing it grows into anything Goes out of the stillness when then from the mist Comes the thunder and lightning and everything The wind at the end and the howling I missed Down in the flatland of that land I am from Expecting the thunder and lightning to come To become something that nothing can resist Up through this high desert place come to face me One born in the thunder and lightning to be At the destination of my destiny Expecting the rain accepting the wonder Of being surprised by lightning and thunder Steven Curtis Lance