I don't do storms well.
I love them outside my window but not inside my heart raging strong.
I look at the phone knowing there is a call I need to make. A storm is brewing and I've been asked to be the calm. A friend has asked for prayer as she awaits her phone to ring. A different storm strikes but fear cripples just the same.
So we both hold tight. The common denominator to all our hardship is some type of wait where we ask How long will this last? How do we get through it? What will this look like in the end? Unknowns that circle us and give Satan a stronghold.
The rain hitting my window feels healing. A temporary let up causes me to run, camera in hand, for closer viewing of the sky. The angry clouds growl with warning that more storm is to come
And yet a quarter turn of my body reveals breathtaking beauty in the very same landscape.
The same situation can yield two totally different perspectives.
This is true of your internal storms too, Melissa.
Where we place our focus will make all the difference in the way we see our situation.
I rotate my body one final time and see the most amazing end to the lesson He's chosen to illustrate in the sky tonight.
In between thunder's cry, God created a double rainbow.
His hope, promise, and presence in every storm of life. Always. For each of us.
The question is, will we choose to see the beauty inside the storm?
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