Making It Through the Storms of Life

It has been a really scary week. The storm "mini tornado" that briefly whipped through our neck of the woods severely damaged homes and knocked out power for 100,000 people. I sit here now listening to the rain from another less scary thundershower that rolled through the area earlier this evening.

The storms reflect my feelings towards what has happened to our nation. It was a long time coming. We collectively turned our backs to God, allowing those who would perpetrate evil to have a "field day." Yes, I know that their day is coming. God's wrath will fall on them. Yet I still struggle to keep my head above the slime pit and the wicked storms. Lord knows that I've bit my tongue as my stomach churned at the evil direction this country is taking. I tried my best to stand through it, knowing that God doesn't allow anything that I can't handle.

I wept last Tuesday as I witnessed the pain of my dearest and best friend. I saw the Lord even in the midst of that horrendous storm. I know that he protected me and my family. I know that he protected my best friend. I know that he will protect us still when the consequences of these laws fully form. He knows my heart. He knows my needs.

I do praise him even now as the pressure increases to embrace the evil of the society around me. I will resist it to the best of my ability. Lord, give me strength to meet the foes and deliver me from the evil one. Grant us a refuge like you granted the pilgrims of old. Hide us in the hollow of your mighty hands. Continue to protect us from those who would denounce and destroy us. Provide, O Lord a way out through the midst of this evil and deliver us. To you, O, Lord, be the power and the glory forever and ever. Amen...