The storms they’ve raged. Every day. Wild and hard. Beating. Exhausting. They’ve raged not in extreme circumstances, but in the mundane, the every day. We battle minute-by-minute for grace, strength.
Some of life’s storms – a great sorrow, a bitter disappointment, a crushing defeat – suddenly come upon us. Others may come slowly, appearing on the uneven edge of the horizon no larger than a person’s hand. But trouble that seems so insignificant spreads until it covers the sky and overwhelms us.
Yet it is in the storm that God equips us for service. When God wants an oak tree, He plants it where the storms will shake it and the rains will beat down upon it. It is in the midnight battle with the elements that the oak develops its rugged fiber and becomes the king of the forest.
The beauties of nature come after the storm. The rugged beauty of the mountain is born in a storm, and the heroes of life are the storm-swept and battle-scarred.The wind that blows can never kill The tree God plants; It blows toward east, and then toward west, The tender leaves have little rest, But any wind that blows is best. The tree that God plants Strikes deeper root, grows higher still, Spreads greater limbs, for God’s good will Meets all its wants. There is not storm has power to blast The tree God knows; No thunderbolt, nor beating rain, Nor lightning flash, nor hurricane; When they are spent, it does remain, The tree God knows. Through every storm it still stands fast, And from its first day to its last Still fairer grows. ~ Streams in the Desert, January 16
1519. iMac back (again)
1520. feeling human again
1521. sweet, thoughtful text messages
1522. the blessing of friendship
1523. knowing who our enemy is
1524. knowing the victory is already won
1525. perspective on my own problems
1527. moving on to Kansas City
1528. fighting hard against the enemy’s attacks
1529. relaxed dinner with friends
1530. pictures from Haiti – such a gift
1531. a quiet Sunday afternoon
1532. planning another week of school
1533. children and their imaginations
1534. peace in the storm
May you praise Him wherever He has you this week.
For His Glory ~