The human race have become very desperate and cruel. People do all sorts of things to be feared and powerful. They make plans and strategise how to overtake and undertake. Ordinary human beings playing God by means of deciding the fate of their fellow humans. They believe no one can challenge them. They call themselves mighty, great and fearless. These are same humans that goes to bed, while asleep they do not know where they are. When they fall asleep they can't tell, When they wake up, they still don't know how they got up. They sleep like they are dead and do not know how they manage to wake up. These same humans brag and boast about their tomorrow. Making endless plans for even five years to come, not knowing if they will sleep and wake up the next day. They live like they own their lives.
When the thunder rumbles, the earth shakes to its depth, unconsciously, the human race stares upward, to the sky and the heavens and they are minded that there is someone mightier than the mighty, greater than the great. The almighty, the owner of the heavens and the earth...The owner of the entire human race....God almighty. When the thunder rumbles everyone is silent, still and realises that there is God. Everything is abandoned by the humans and there is fear and awe at the sound of the rumbling thunder. When thunder rumbles, the human race should never forget that there is God.
