On Wednesday afternoon we stepped outside to watch a storm roll in.
The wind started picking up speed.
We watched the sky become more ominous and dark.
Just as the first drops of rain started to fall, we ran back inside.
Once inside the rain fell and the wind raged, yet we were snug and safe in our basement. We were thankful to be inside until the storm passed.
My son James was pretty nervous about the storm. It was our fifth storm in as many days, and I thought he was getting more used to them.
You see, James has always been afraid of storms. When he was a toddler he would hear thunder and run to me. I would hold him and he would often fall asleep until the storm had passed.
Now that he is older he still gets nervous when it storms, but now he talks instead of falling asleep. Wednesday was no exception.
After the storm had passed we decided to take a walk outside. There was no rainbow. The sun wasn’t really shining. The storm had simply passed and all was calm.
Haven’t we all been through storms in our lives? I don’t mean rainstorms, but the storms that try to steal our joy. Those that often hinder us from appreciating the blessings we have been given.
However, just like the storm Wednesday afternoon, the storms in our lives don’t stay for long. They usually pass by without a rainbow promising us that we won’t ever face problems again. Often they pass without us feeling the warmth of the sun. Sometimes we hardly get a break from one storm to the next.
I have been through my share of storms, but I don’t ever want to miss out on the blessings that can come after a storm.
Just like my son used to run to me when he was scared of a storm, so should we run to the arms of our Heavenly Father when life’s storms are raging. Through His mercy and grace, we can be blessed after the storm.
28 Then they cry out to the LORD in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses. 29 He calms the storm, so that its waves are still.
I am linking this post to Finer Things Friday at The Finer Things in Life.