I was 1.7 miles away from my home when I arrived at my turn-around point. That was the third time my feet had carried me that far in a week. It’s my favorite route for my walk.
As I made my turn to start my trek back home, I was startled when I saw it. A big, ominous-looking storm cloud that wasn’t there when I left home. It had quickly formed while I was walking in the opposite direction.
Now, as I was facing it, I didn’t like it one bit.
Here I am, 1.7 miles away from home, in the middle of nowhere on this gravel road. If this thing is heading my way, what in the world am I going to do? What will I do if it begins to lightning?
I was the tallest object on that gravel road. Even I knew that wasn’t a good thing when it comes to lightning.
It grew wider and darker and taller.
I picked up my pace to hopefully make it home before it reached me.
This storm cloud seemed just a little too familiar to the one I was walking through in my life.
- It seemed to form out of nowhere, while my back was to it.
- The storm grew wider, darker and taller, the more I focused on it.
- It did it’s best to scare me, and to make me feel uncertain and uneasy.
- My hope became clouded.
- And, is it just with me that storms seem to come when we’re doing what God calls us to do?
In Matthew 8:23-27 we read Jesus climbed in the boat and His disciples followed. While He was sleeping, a terrible storm came up on the lake and the waves swept over the boat. Fearing they would drown, the disciples woke Jesus. I love His response, and this is what I remembered on my walk that day…
“You of little faith, why are you so afraid?”
Too often I become afraid. Too often I take my eyes off Jesus and focus them on the storm. Too often I feel I’m going to drown.
Does this sound familiar in your world? I pray not. But if so, we can cling to verse 26 for truth, security and hope.
My pace slowed as I could see the cloud began to move away from me. I laughed at myself, “You of little faith.”
I committed at that very moment until I either walked through the life storm I was in or until it departed in the opposite direction, I would keep my eyes on the One who “even the wind and the waves obey.” And my hope returned.
I pray you keep your eyes on Him as well.
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