Here I stand in the pouring rain… my bible in one hand and a drink in the other. I’m torn like a tattered sail left standing after a hurricane. In the heavy thunder and bright lightning, I am crying out to God, Lord where are you leading me? I’ve fallen in the pot holes, soaked to my neck, trying to discover my purpose. I’m too old for these growing pains!
My bible is drenched and the print is running. Feeling like Job in the book of Revelations, I can’t tell if this is the end or just a missing chapter. Chilled to the bone from cold and driven rain, the lightning strikes so close. I’m not sure… is God trying to protect me or allowing the elements to shelter me? Perhaps numbing the pain?
Listening to the winds, the surreal pitch hurts my ears. Standing in the black of night and relentless roaring of rolling clouds, the heavens are shaking. My palms are saturated but I feel a warmth as God takes over.
A harvest light soon shines amidst the calming storm. I hear an owl sounding, “all clear”, as the cold air is turning warm. There in the hell of this night, God watched as Satan tried to ruin a life that is blessed.
The early dawn shines through the silver lining that brings back memories of the night that called on God to quiet the thunder. I clinched the only promise I had… for its only He who controls the weather, whether you hail in the storm or take refuge undercover.
Bible: Philippians 4:6-7 “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”.
Bible: Ephesians 6:11-18: “Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes…”