Pretty isn’t it. I live here. I could see them everyday. The majestic mountains. The bright shining sun. I don’t see them though. Even this morning I awoke to a sun-shiny day and all I saw was the rain.
It’s raining cats and dogs right now. Not on our street. Not in town. In my life, in my little self centered bubble of existence all I can see is rain. My bubble is filling with water. I’m drowning and I can’t figure out how I can stop it.
I can feel the water getting hot as my anger towards myself steams. How can I be so petty as to concern myself with these little problems when so many others have so many much bigger problems?
Swirling the boiling water into a cyclone is my resentment for all of those who need me so much that I never get a break, a pause, a chance to decompress….some ME time.
Who said I was the one that had to fix everything?
Oh. Wait. I did. When I woke up this morning and took my list of things to do, and my plans for the day and ran with it. I ran right into that brick wall like I do every day.
I could feel God here with me, offering me a boat, waiting for me climb in – in faith – to ride out the storm.
It’s going to rain, for all of us. Just as no sin is greater than another, no trial is greater than another. The only one who knows my heart is God. The only one who knows my trials is God. I may ride out a storm with ease, a storm that would tear your world apart. My humble human heart may break over a pain that you could weather stoically.
Only God knows the needs of my soul. Only God understands the depths of the cracks in my troubled heart. He knows my weaknesses before I do; He is there to cover me, lift me, protect me, harbor me, carry me.
If I take time to ask.
If I take time to seek.
I miss the sun. Do you? Are you seeing storm clouds on a sunny day?
Do you ever find yourself drowning in your own whirlpool of boiling storm water?
Seek the Son. See the Sun.
Today, I will get in the boat.