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I can hardly bear to see the images and videos of the aftermath. I felt the words to a prayer in the storm.
Last week Hurricane Harvey ravaged Houston, TX and the destruction is still being discovered. I can’t wrap my head around what it must have been like to be on the rooftop with your babies. Would anyone come to save us? When would the rain stop? I feel confident that in that situation, your mind zooms in on what really matters in life. And you clutch your loved ones as tight as you possibly can.
Today I looked ahead to the weather forecast as I have friends and family in Florida, preparing for the worst. Many are boarding up and then leaving, hoping for something to remain when they return. I can’t imagine their thoughts and feelings. I try. But I’m certain that I come up short.
While I’ve not witnessed severe hurricanes, and though I’ve tracked tornado winds from my basement, the worst storms of life rage all around, sometimes unseen and unnoticed. It’s not until the damage has been done that we realize the severity of the storm. Whether emotional, spiritual, or physical, the storms of life rage and wreak havoc. But there’s the Master of the storm. Thank you, Jesus.
Then He got into the boat and His disciples followed Him. 24 Without warning, a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. 25 The disciples went and woke Him, saying, “Lord, save us, we’re going to drown!”
26 He replied, “You of little faith! Why are you so afraid?” Then He got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
27 The men were amazed and asked, “What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey Him!” Matthew 8:23-27
No matter what you face today, our God is bigger. He’s still on the throne and in control of every detail. We know that Jesus calmed the storm with his voice with just three words, “Peace. Be still.” Don’t you wonder whether he shouted or got excited or raised his hands? I have this little feeling he didn’t. The Bible doesn’t tell us, but I have a feeling he was just as calm as could be and maybe even whispered, as a mother soothing her baby, “Peace. Be still.”
I’m calling out to the Master of the sea today. Feel free to use a prayer for the storm as your own.
A Prayer in the Storm
When I listen to your majestic voice in nature,
My heart trembles.
Who can understand the wonder of your ways?
Your breath alone gives life
And the clouds fulfill your commands.
You guide the winds and waves;
Your power is too great to fathom.
Whether for correction, or love, or your land,
You hold the storm in your hand.
And now I ask you, Jesus,
To calm the storm in your name.
May my heart trust you in all things;
May my mind believe in your will.
No matter the situation ahead,
Let my soul experience
“Peace. Be still.”
By his grace,