Sunday, November 11, 2012
Getting ready for the storm
That did NOT sound like a good combination to me. I imagined icy roads and slippery sidewalks for Sunday church. We were planning on having company for lunch after church - was this going to cancel it?
They just looked at me with their eyes big. I could see the questions in their minds. "Why hurry? What's the big deal? We're outside in our shirt sleeves because it's so nice out. Why are you getting all shook up?"
And then I realized. They aren't worried about the storm. They have no care for it. They WILL - maybe - be worried when the storm is here, but it's not here and they aren't worrying. We've been being faithful all week with the wood - doing some every day.
So it is with life. I worry and fret about things that may never happen. Will I get cancer like my mom and her mom did? Will I start getting sick at forty? I start preparing for calamities before they are here. I want to be more like my children. When the storm is here, I will have the grace for it. God never promises grace in advance of calamity, only during the storm.
I have no need to be fearful or frantic. My Father can calm storms if He wishes, but if He chooses not to, I know He'll be with me through it. I can bank on that promise.
Daughter of the One who calms storms,