As I sit here, Father, in the wee hours of the morning I can hear the rain pelting the window and I am grateful for the home that You have so graciously provided. I am safe and warm and dry. I am blessed, too, in that I have a Father who loves and protects me even through the storms of life. Often I am sheltered from the storm – I am safe and secure. But there have been, and I’m sure there will be, times when I am smack dab in the middle of the storm, drenched to the skin, chilled to the bone – but I am not alone. You are with me through it all. You guide me and sustain me – the warmth of Your love fills me.
Lord, at this moment I think of the many storms raging in the lives of those around me. This morning I pray for them. I pray that they will feel Your presence in the midst of the storms. Those getting ready for surgical procedures, those anticipating release from hospital stays, those struggling with aging parents who are dealing with multiplying physical issues, those that continue to deal with the loss of loved ones months afterward, those who are striving to come to grips with decisions of adulthood that are young and inexperienced, those who are dealing with letting go of things near and dear to their hearts but realizing it’s best for all.
So many storms raging, many overwhelmingly so, but You have promised to be with us through it all. Help us all to cling to that promise to find the strength to carry on. Amen.
