The Raging Storm

Many times in our lives, comes a storm that we feel we cannot whether. This summer their were quite a few natural storms that took out the power lines to my house. I live in an area that has lots of trees, so its inevitable that a tree must fall sooner or later to the elements that come and go. I apply what happens in the natural to what often happens in the Spiritual. The Raging Storm are my thoughts about life's happenings.

As one of the many storms was raging, it became deadly as poison. Destruction was on a collision course with anything that would defy its path. The winds blew as if they were in their last battle serge as it would take no prisoners. Its vengeance required victory in battling the elements.

As swift as it came, the more slowly it exited the premises. The few hours it fought seemed days to the tormented. Finally as the storm took its leave like honey slowly dripping, you gained respect for what it could have left in its aftermath. The storm could have been worse but God was yet merciful again.

Reflecting back at the sway of the trees as the wind forced them to bow down countless times, and seeing the pelting rain that conjured up opaque sheets of water, with lightening and thunder that would have rivaled Zeus’s display in the skies. Oh may God’s wonders never cease.

At the height of the storm came the unleashing of the heavens accompanied by the fighting of the wind against the rain and lighting constantly sparing with each other. There was a lone tree that got caught up in the middle of the battle. It could not stand between the two fighting foes and suffered a deadening lightening strike and fell.

The tree lost its balance and pulled several life lines to the ground like dominoes. Whatever was in its path lost its power that supplied life giving links to others. The cords that supplied the necessities of life eventually broke for their burden was much too much to bear.

Our lives often resemble a raging storm that comes quickly and steal away our joy. We get tossed and turned and thrown in many directions. Lightening bolts such as death, pain, heartache and disobedience lead us on a path of destruction. Some of the pains we could have avoided if we would have reached out to the Master and asked for help. But we chose to remain in the middle of winless battles with ourselves where we can’t see clearly what we need to do.

As we struggle and stress, and stress and struggle, we eventually bow down on our knees and implore God to stop the strife. We realize that we can no longer carry the heavy burden alone. That’s when Jesus lifts you up and places you on a solid rock to stand which is the Word of God. So when the storms come again, and they will, connect to your unending power source. Now I know that the Lord saves His anointed; He answers him from His holy heaven with the saving power of His right hand. "Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. Psalm 20:6-8."


SPW
07-09-08