Martin Luther (2): Lightning Strike

Clouds gathered and darkened. A storm brewed in the air. A young, traveling university student bent his head and held his cap in place as raindrops started to pelt the ground and a gust of wind swept over his path. It was a warm day in July. Thunderstorms were not frequent in the land of Germany, but neither were they unheard of. They were cause for concern, though. In 1505, storms were not merely storms. Thunder was not merely loud noise. Thunder was the voice of an angry God. His judgments...