My right wrist is throbbing tonight. I know what that means.
Maybe you have a barometer tucked inside one of your old, creaky joints too.
It’s going to storm.
Soon.
I don’t have to check with any other weather information source out there—no matter how reliable and credible their reputation.
My aching wrist never gets it wrong.
Don’t you wish LIFE’S storms were as easily and accurately predicted? That we had fair warning about the annoying showers and the devastating hurricanes that may be lurking ahead of us on our journey?
Just this past week, so many dear ones I know have suddenly been shrouded in dark clouds while wild winds, flashing lightning, and torrents of rain seem to hammer them without mercy. A job lost unfairly without notice. A scary prognosis following surgery. A miscarriage. An unwanted and ugly divorce. A betrayal of a spouse. My circumstance seems like a delightful summer shower compared to my friends’ tsunamis.
As I pray for my friends, as I face the over-my-head plan of bringing my dear and needy mother-in-law home, I long to hear from my Father. The thunder is rumbling…
Storms, theirs and mine, even yours, are His specialty.
I found great comfort and God’s truth in the writings of Alistair Begg in Truth for Life, 365 Daily Devotions.
When Storms Come
“A great windstorm arose, and the waves were breaking into the boat, so that the boat was already filling…And they woke him and said to him, ‘Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?’ And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, ‘Peace! Be still!’” Mark 4:37-39
Anyone who has lived for much time at all knows that in life storms will surely come. Sometimes, seemingly out of nowhere, we are faced with an unexpected job loss, a grim diagnosis, the painful passing of a loved one, or the sorrow of goodbyes. Like the disciples caught in the storm on the Sea of Galilee, we can feel overwhelmed by these trials, as if our boat were sinking.
Following Jesus does not insulate us from life’s storms, but we can take comfort from knowing that God promises to hold us fast through them. He can calm our hearts, and He may even quiet the very storms themselves.
When storms come, we are often tempted to doubt God. The disciples questioned Jesus even though they had seen His miracles firsthand. They looked Jesus in the eye, and they shared meals with Him every day—but when the storm arose, they took to panic stations of unbelief as if they’d forgotten who He was or what He was capable of doing. Don’t we often find ourselves there too? As soon as the turbulence hits—as soon as life’s winds and waves rise—our doubts and weaknesses burst forth, and we forget who it is who dwells within us and what He is capable of doing.
God does not prevent storms from coming. But He is a God who is both present through them and sovereign over them. Jesus not only stayed with the disciples during the storm, but He displayed His power by calming it. As God, He had created the sea itself. Why would the sea ever be a problem for Him? For us, too, even circumstances that seem hopeless and insurmountable unfold exactly as He has planned. When difficulties, fear, and pain persist, we can trust Him to give us a peace that “surpasses all understanding” (Philippians 4:7) and bring us through to a place of calm, whether it arrives in this life or only beyond the final tempest of death.
The question, then, is not “Will storms come in my life!” They surely will. Rather, we must ask, “When the storms do come, will I believe that Jesus Christ is able to deal with them—and will I let Him do that?” He can lift the clouds of doubt fogging our minds. He can mend broken hearts. He can soothe our longings for love. He can revive weary spirits. He can calm anxious souls.
When you see Jesus as the Creator of the universe, the one who calmed the sea, and the one in whom everything holds together, then you too can experience the calming of the storm.
So even though I may be blindsided by a dark, violent, frightening storm in this life, even though I have had no warning or time to prepare, He is the God who is both present with me in my storm and sovereign over it. Will I trust Him with my circumstances?
Doesn’t it always come to that? Trusting Him?
As scary and daunting as my days ahead look to me right now, as the raindrops mingle with my tears running down my cheeks, I am determined to trust Him in my little thunderstorm.
Oh, Father, help my unbelief.
And remind me, Jesus, when my joints kick up a fuss, to be praying for all those who are clinging to you in life’s storms and for those who will soon be caught up in one. Will you calm their squalls? Will you show them you are near? Will you help them to trust you more?
Will you give them peace?
Thank you, dear Savior.
You are trustworthy.
—Eileen Hill
