I don’t know where you live and I don’t know the climate that overtakes you. I’ve lived in areas that have two seasons: hot and hotter. I’ve also lived in parts that cycle through all four seasons seemingly every week. But one thing is common: storms happen.
Sometimes, they peak their nose over the horizon and wait for the opportune moment to pounce — shedding their downpour. Other times, they thunderously announce their impending arrival like the distant trumpets announcing the coming of a majestic king.
You have to be prepared for them. You have to plan around them or plan through them. You have to know that they are predictably unpredictable and that they are for the good of the land.
Life storms ultimately are good for those choosing to be trained by them. When the rain of doubt falls, you can chose to make reality your friend. When the winds of tragedy steal your breathe, you can refresh in the Spirit’s comfort. When the waves of fear push you off course and cause your life to drift, you can sink faith’s anchor into the deep deep security of God’s love for you in Christ.
“Jesus awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, ‘Peace! Be still!’ And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.” Mark 4:39
Hope is security’s anchor.
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