Losses and storms are alot alike. They both come at unexpected and inconvenient times.
The other day, I was cleaning up in my bedroom and washing clothes. I had to leave my apartment to go to the wash area and it was unusually warm, with spurts of sunshine.
After a while, a terrible downpour of rain came down from the sky. It happened so quickly it startled me.
Very unexpected.
I had to take some garbage out and when I looked up at the sky, I saw a mass of gray storm clouds passing by...and incredibly, right next to the gray was a velvety blue and white sky. I marveled that in the same panoramic view, I saw light and dark; clear sky and storm sky, all at the same time.
I said to myself or maybe to the Lord, "that is exactly what life is...rainy and sunny days all at the same time". My perspective was changing. I am usually a "black and white" kind of girl. But not anymore. Too much loss and trauma is curing me from these absolutes. It is also helping to heal my image of God. The same God that died for me and loves me dearly, does allow some rain, some terrible storms to come into my life.
This paradox or so it may appear to be, is not unusual. God is always working good out of evil. This is His specialty. While you may be crying about some hurt, God will send laughter to you through a funny movie or a phone call or a funny memory about something that made you chuckle.
And it tells me that God is with me...even in the storms of my life. That's why I love Him more and more these days. I have gone through many losses....the older I get, more people that I love and know are going away. Jobs and job duties are going away and changing. I'm changing...that girlish figure I had for so many years is very rounded now. Loss. Storms. And God.
He is with us even in the varied changes of life. Believe in that today. Will you?
The other day, I was cleaning up in my bedroom and washing clothes. I had to leave my apartment to go to the wash area and it was unusually warm, with spurts of sunshine.
After a while, a terrible downpour of rain came down from the sky. It happened so quickly it startled me.
Very unexpected.
I had to take some garbage out and when I looked up at the sky, I saw a mass of gray storm clouds passing by...and incredibly, right next to the gray was a velvety blue and white sky. I marveled that in the same panoramic view, I saw light and dark; clear sky and storm sky, all at the same time.
I said to myself or maybe to the Lord, "that is exactly what life is...rainy and sunny days all at the same time". My perspective was changing. I am usually a "black and white" kind of girl. But not anymore. Too much loss and trauma is curing me from these absolutes. It is also helping to heal my image of God. The same God that died for me and loves me dearly, does allow some rain, some terrible storms to come into my life.
This paradox or so it may appear to be, is not unusual. God is always working good out of evil. This is His specialty. While you may be crying about some hurt, God will send laughter to you through a funny movie or a phone call or a funny memory about something that made you chuckle.
And it tells me that God is with me...even in the storms of my life. That's why I love Him more and more these days. I have gone through many losses....the older I get, more people that I love and know are going away. Jobs and job duties are going away and changing. I'm changing...that girlish figure I had for so many years is very rounded now. Loss. Storms. And God.
He is with us even in the varied changes of life. Believe in that today. Will you?
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