Several years ago, eastern North Carolina was in the the path of Hurricane Isabel. I still remember when the eye of the storm passed over. The winds calmed down, the sun briefly made an appearance and the community came outside to look at the first round of damage. But, the calm did not last and soon everyone was taking shelter again, bracing for the next wave of strong winds and rain. I sometimes wish “life storms” would give us the same kind of warning. But most of the time, people are not given too much warning when the hurricane winds of life hit and the rug that seemed so firmly under foot is suddenly ripped out from under them.

Sometimes I feel like I am enjoying an extended stay in the eye of the storm. I know that seasons inevitably change. Life is full of storms. I have had seasons in my own life when the rain seemed never-ending. However, right now, everything seems relatively calm–which often has me thinking– I wonder what storm is around the corner? When will this eye pass over and when will I find myself bracing and looking for shelter from the strong winds and rain? Truthfully, I really hope I can rest in the eye for the rest of my earthly days. But, life is full of storms.

This week, my neighbor’s husband collapsed in his yard while doing yard work and never regained conscientiousness. Just like that, my neighbor’s life has changed. Just like that, the eye passed over and the wind and rain came pounding down once again. My husband and I were talking the other day about how weird this is. It happens to people everyday. Life as we know it, abruptly changes.

Like I said, I am truly content not having to deal with any major storms, but I know storms are inevitable. I am very thankful for this season of calm. And, I am very thankful for a God who promises to be my shelter when the rain starts to pour down and the winds begin to pick up again.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. (Psalm 91:1 NIV)

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