The raging wind was forcing my trees to bend in submission to its power. The rain was hammering my shingles. My house started to groan at the brute force of the storm. Thunder shook the skies and lighting flashed, slashing through the clouds.
I was safe this time because I was in my home.
But how do I handle a storm of adversity? When there is no shelter and no relief?
I grasp my umbrella of praise, remembering all the times when God has been with me, even though in the midst of a storm He can seem so distant.
My trench coat of intimacy with God shields my heart from the cold, brisk winds of those who do not know how to love. Those who can only see the failures and refuse to see my successful ventures.
Then I pull on my rain boots sloshing through the mud of the painful debris, knowing that on the other side is forgiveness which will be my gift to those who have created the storm.
I will remember that there is a rainbow following some storms. I will lift my eyes to the sky for if I can not see a rainbow maybe I can see the silver lining of a cloud.
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Awesome post. Yes, let us hold onto God in the midst of all the storms. Bless you, my sister!!
Thank you! I have missed you. I am going to meet with a friend today to see what exactly is up with my blog and why you have had a hard time following it. There are other things I will talk to him about also but I am not pleased with my new format yet. Somehow God has continually grown my audience, for which I am thankful but I feel like I need to do more to help the situation. So very good to hear from you again, dear. I have been thinking about and praying for you.