Thinking that life is full of storms. Sometimes storms come right after another and there is no break in sight. Some places, in stormy seasons, go months without seeing the sun. I imagine that could be a little gloomy. Living in AZ I get a little sunshine almost everyday. However life's STORMS sometimes go days without letting up. Sometimes storms upon storms pile upon each other without a break.. Relationships are challenged. Finances are drained. Promises are broken. Lead become dead ends. And then... more storms.
Being a God fearing man I cry out at the Great Sustainer of all things and scream, "Really God!" Shouting out the deep felt feelings, "I can't take this anymore." Then, another storm booms. Scary sounding thunder shouts down at me. Then frightening lighting flashes it power across the horizon. Do not forget the treacherous wind that howls its echoing attack. Then comes the rain. Inches upon inches. When you think you can take no more.. more rain.
Then I cry.
I cry some more.
Then some more shouting. "Please can I get some SONshine here."
Proverbs 20:24, "Man's steps are ordained by the Lord. HOW THEN can man understand his way?"
Hmmm? This is the answer in the middle of the storm? One friend encourages me in the midst of this storm with these words, "I've seen so much rain in 64 years, I've got tinges of rust to remind me that God eventually brought the light."
So... standing in the midst of this storm I know my God is okay with the rain. The storm and even storms upon storms are part of His plan and it is not my place to even understand WHY. To the Great Sustainer, I surrender. Letting Him hold me in the storm. And when the rain is over and the Son shines upon it all, if I am left with only a RUST BUCKET? Well then this rust bucket will praise HIM. But for now I am learning to praise Him in the RAIN.
