Commentators observe that this Psalm is a rather ‘noisy’ Psalm. It might even be the reason Mom told me when I was kid and afraid of thunder: “It’s just the angel’s bowling.” I can wrap my head around a powerful, majestic voice…that maybe sounds like my grandfather’s…a friend used to say “it sounded like it came from the guts of a mountain” but does God’s voice really make mountains skip, strip forests bare…and what’s the point of shaking a wilderness that’s already bare? What does God talking sound like? How might God speak to us in the here and now?
Readings: Psalm 29