It’s been said that in life a person is either in a storm, coming out of a storm, or about to be in a storm.
Those words popped into my head as I watched the news coverage of Hurricane Michael as it raged over Haiti and Cuba and has its sights set on the Bahamas and the United States. Many of my loved ones are in the path of that storm, or could be, depending on which way it turns.
But the news doesn’t cover more personal storms. Unless we’re famous, our heartbreak and suffering and personal tragedy and burdens for tomorrow don’t get splashed across the headlines or make the evening news.
And yet the storms come. My heart is heavy this morning as I think of my many loved ones and friends who are battering down to ride out the storms of life. Sometimes those storms are well forecast, and we see them building on the horizon. At other times, they brew up seemingly instantaneously, catching us completely unaware. Yet, warning or no, we are caught in the wind and the rain.
I’m thankful that I know the One who can calm the storm. There’s a song, too, that says sometimes He calms the storm and sometimes He calms His child to make it through the storm.
We were blessed to have many storms calmed for us, and we were blessed — are blessed — that God didn’t abandon us when the storm hit.
Nahum (how often do we get to quote Nahum) chapter 1 verse 7 says, “The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; he knows those who take refuge in him.” And Psalm 91 begins, “We live within the shadow of the Almighty, sheltered by the God who is above all gods. This I declare, that he alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I am trusting him.”
As I pray for those facing storms this morning, I am also grateful for Jesus, who promised to never leave us or forsake us, even during the raging storms.
Thoughts of love and prayers for safety go out to you all.