Facing the storm…sunshine above the clouds
The disciples fought the storm for nine cold, skin drenching hours. And about 4:00 a.m. the unspeakable happened. They spotted someone coming on the water. “‘A ghost!’ they said, crying out in terror” (v.26 MSG). They didn’t expect Jesus to come to them this way. Neither do we. We expect him to come in the form of peaceful hymns or Easter Sundays or quiet retreats. We expect to find Jesus in morning devotionals, church suppers, and meditation. We never expect to see him in a bear market, pink slip, lawsuit, foreclosure, or war. We never expect to see him in a storm. But it is in storms that he does his finest work, for it is in storms that he has our keenest attention. Fearless: Imagine Your Life Without Fear Max Lucado The storm…If you can picture the weather people who are laden down in all-weather gear, waves crashing in the background – barely able to stand with the whipping wind making the traffic signs wave back and forth to each other…yeah, that is kind of where we find ourselves this past week. It has been scary and wonderful all at the same time. It isn’t unlike marveling at the wonder of nature as a thunderstorm rolls in, wreaks it havoc, moves on and leaves a beautiful sunset behind. We have had days end with a beautiful sunset as well as days end with thunder still in the distance…hoping, praying the phone doesn’t ring with the delivery of bad news, another flash of…
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