The Breaking Storm

This past Saturday I awoke to the sound of rain against the roof. Having camped for many years and since I have always loved the rain, this was a very pleasant way to wake up. As I often do in heavy rain or thunder storms, I headed for the front porch to watch the brilliance of nature take place.

There were grey clouds stretched out in every direction, as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight giving the storm a certain invincibility. I watched for some time with little or no variations in the rain, until finally I noticed a small opening in the clouds give way. The other clouds quickly raced to the spot of the opening in an attempt to close the hole with no success. I then watched as the opening began to grow and soon other clouds began to break apart as well. I was fascinated by the whole event and watched it until its completion. Before long the once invincible storm had been defeated by the blue skies that lay beneath its surface. I looked at the ground and noticed that the effects of the storm were still very noticeable. The ground was wet and small streams ran down my street making their way to the nearest drain. But before long, the sun that was now strong in the sky, began to dry the fallen water. Someone who may have slept through the rain would not have known that there was a storm at all.

This beautiful act of God reminded me so much of my life and the trials that occur in it, that I simply marveled at His creation and felt a deep sense of worship. My life resembles much of what took place that Saturday morning. There are times when all I can see is grey. No matter where I look, it would seem that the storm I am in is invincible and that there is no possible way to escape its power. Then, without warning at times, something begins to happen. The blue skies that were always beneath the surface begin to break away the grey. No matter how hard the storm tries to hold on, it is no match for the Son. Although the effects of the storm often take longer to clear, eventually that healing takes place as well. Before I know it, I am once again able to bask in the glory of the Son and feel His warmth against my face.

No matter where you are right now, whether it be in the middle of the storm or waiting to heal from its effects, remember that the grace of Jesus Christ is always there and He will deliver you from whatever storm you are in.

May the grace and peace of Jesus Christ be abundant in your life and may you rely on Him to comfort you until the breaking of the storm.

Rob