'In my distress, I called to the Lord, I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.
The earth trembled and quaked, and the foundations of the mountains shook; they trembled because he was angry.
Smoke rose from his nostrils; consuming fire came from his mouth, burning coals blazed out of it.
Psalm 18: 6-8
To know this truth:
That my cry is heard.
that my God acts upon my cry.
That his consuming fire burns forth--for my heart to be his and for my enemies to be consumed.
These grasses lit with the fire of the setting sun remind me of my God, who loves and acts with an