Here your proud waves must stop.
England’s King Canute sat in his royal chair at the ocean’s edge and allegedly said to the rising tide, “You are subject to me . . . I command you, therefore, not to rise on to my land, nor wet the clothing or limbs of your master.”
The tide advanced, drenching the king. He then said to his entourage, “Let all the world know that the power of kings is empty . . . there is no king worthy of the name save Him by whose will heaven, earth and sea obey.”
God taught Job that lesson: “Who defined the boundaries of the sea . . . I said, ‘Thus far and no farther will you come’” (Job 38:8, 11). “Can you shout to the clouds and make it rain?” (v. 34). “Can you send lightning bolts on their way?” (v. 35).
Meteorologists can predict,
but they can’t control.