There are no “Perfect Storms.” They come with hard rain, thunder, lightning and golf ball sized hail.
But there is no comparison to the tornado or hurricane that hits you blindsided.
Before the days of weather.com or “storm chasers” often the oceans stirred up the vileness of nature before land knew what hit it.
Life throws curves that at times can knock us off our feet. Once down, getting up can be the hardest action to pursue. All the human strength in the world can’t lift us out of the “muck and mire” dumped on our heads.
So many people are hurting.
So many are sunk in the depths of blame and shame over uncontrollable circumstances.
So many are harboring anger, resentment and bitterness over lies spoken they never knew were lies.
The truth is there is hope no matter how powerful the storms rage around us.
You see, in the middle of a tornado is an area of calm. The “EYE” is seemingly impossible to get to due to the outer rings which produce the havoc of devastation and destruction.
But, like life where it appears to be unachievable and unbearable there is an “EYE” we have instant access to.
Sure; it sounds traditional, overdone and the very solution no one in this day and time wants to discover. But, it works.
Acts 2:2 “Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting.”
Jesus cuts through the tempests with ease yet with the force of a “mighty rushing wind.”
He waits for the call or cry from one of his own and meets them in the middle of the eruptions that have invaded their hearts.
That center of peace, calm and unruffled love is there for the asking. Experiences of pain, heartache, betrayal and agony are areas we never choose to go but it is in the center of it all Jesus shines his love, mercy and grace to cover our hurts.
This is done by getting to know him; reading his word and literally spilling your guts with every ounce of who you are on his bruises, lash beaten back and the hole in his side.
Daily unloading your grief and sorrow on the Cross he leads you to his Resurrection.
Then, one day, one sun rise, his light appears at the end of that long tunnel you have lived in for so long.
The light becomes a tangible and concrete answer of hope, love and peace. Harmony with the Creator is set in a stone of grace unimaginable. Showers of joy become your strength to finalize this misery tour you never asked for.
On the other side is a lesson learned you never forget and most likely will need over and over in your future. But, when you seek Jesus repeatedly no matter what comes, you will always end up in his arms.
And that is the peace that passes all understanding. Philippians 4:7
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October 21, 2013 at 9:50 am
Amen to this post!
October 21, 2013 at 11:00 pm
‘Daily unloading your grief and sorrow on the Cross he leads you to his Resurrection.’ What a beautiful way of describing it, Cathy.
October 22, 2013 at 5:25 am
i been leaving little messages ask how are you..and some other things, hope all is ok.
November 3, 2013 at 2:19 am
Jesus is certainly my Joy also. The Joy of the Lord is and always remains my strength.
October 22, 2013 at 11:21 am
“Sure; it sounds traditional, overdone and the very solution no one in this day and time wants to discover. But, it works.”
Old truths are the best truths.
November 3, 2013 at 2:38 am
Yes Jesus showed us no other way ,except through Him. He always is the Way ,the Truth , the Life. Where shall we go , except toward Jesus, He only has the keys the words of life. Indeed there is no other God, besides Him. Jesus U alone have the words of Life. Thank U Lord for being the Way, the Truth, the Life for us.
October 27, 2013 at 7:38 pm
Beautifully said. I love the image of the storm with the Eye in the center where Jesus is. So true!
November 3, 2013 at 2:49 am
Reblogged this on Fertiileground's Blog and commented:
Jesus is always God’s Facebook revealing Himself to us. The Sure Foundation on which we build. The eye of the storm. The Good Shepherd Who always leads His Sheep, who seeks and finds that which is lost. The Author & Finisher of our Faith>
November 16, 2013 at 7:58 pm
Reblogged this on Talon's Point and commented:
He is the Master, even of the wind.