Watching for the Rain

This morning finds us looking at a wet and storm ridden land. Though the storm was minor, they warned us of worse. We watched last night waiting to see when it would come. We watched for the rain and wanted to know where it was and where it was going. And then it wasn't so bad after all and it moved on.

The storms of our lives can be like that. We look for something to come and it isn't as bad as we thought it would be. We want to track the things that might cause us discomfort and know when they are coming, where they are going and when they will pass. And sometimes they pass and it wasn't so bad after all. And we can look around and maybe even see how we were nourished through the experience--the way the rain waters the earth. And then, rarely, the hurricanes come. Sometimes we're prepared. Sometimes we're not. And in the recovery of the hurricanes, we rely on our friends and our family to see us through.

I pray that I may never have to be the one in the storm. And that I may the one who is prepared if the storm comes. And that I may be the one who is quick to help others in the storm recover. Remembering always that it is God who gives the strength to endure all of these.

I am going to see an infant in the hospital today. What a storm. People all around have financial woes. The storm rages. Families are hurting everywhere. The storm howls. May we be the ones to help see them through and guide them to God's protection in the storm.