it is rare that storms come that are predictable and bring a blessing and beauty.
When they’re predictable we can prepare for them. We can have on hand everything we need to handle whatever the storm brings. Food, a secure shelter, the ability to cancel plans in advance so no one is inconvenienced and no one is trapped without having their basic needs met. That way we can hunker down in the storm and not have to worry about the dangers because we have already taken care of our needs.
At that point the storm is more welcome. All the more if it brings a blessing. The snow storm which we have prepared for and finally come will bring needed moisture to the grass, plants, and trees, saving us the cost of watering.
And it comes with beauty. The soft glistening blanket of snow that covers the ground renders a quiet loveliness to the landscape, encasing the trees in a surreal, fairytale-like beauty. We can enjoy a storm like that from our warm homes, with ample food and nowhere we need to go.
If only life were like that!
But the storms in life usually take us by surprise. The unexpected death of a loved one that shatters our world. A terrible diagnosis that turns our life upside down with surgeries, treatments, and expenses. The surprise break-up of a deeply felt relationship that we have depended on for support, encouragement, maybe even love.
These are the storms that we seem to be ill prepared for that take us down a road we don’t want to go: disappointment, discouragement, despair; and bring their friends: sorrow, loss, pain, grief.
When I’m in the storm, my world shrinks and is completely taken over by the ordeal. I forget that other people aren’t going through the same thing. And then when I see that they’re not, and simply going on with their lives, I can’t understand how they are unencumbered by my pain.
But we praise You Lord that You’ve promised to be with us in the storms. Even if they are not predictable. Even if they do not seem to bring a blessing. Even if there is no beauty in them. Thank You that You provide all we need to weather the storms that come into our lives.
As I look back over the joys of my life, I can see that You were there. Forgive me for not giving You thanks and praise for the highs, the joys. And as I look at the lows, the storms, I see that You were there with me also. Forgive me for not giving You thanks and praise for being with me then too. Without You I might not have survived
Thank You too, that when the storm has passed, there is often blessing, and beauty in Your provision.
You have told us that we will have storms in our lives. You told Your disciples, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
When the storms come, help me remember to “Take heart.”
Because You have overcome the world. Because You are with me. And because You share Your victories!