Happy Monday. If March is here, can spring be far behind?
After this winter of very harsh cold, snow, and ice, spring will be a welcome season. I heard some kind of bird this morning calling loudly, as if to announce, “I’m here, waiting for warmth and sunshine.”
March can be a stormy time. Some might be thinking, “It’s been March for a long time with me.”
The first storm ever recorded was when God told Noah to prepare for a lengthy one.
As I refreshed my memory of the event, I was reminded that Noah and his family entered the ark he had built by God’s specifications, along with the animals he was to take.
A statement jumped out at me. In Genesis 7:16 it says, “And the Lord shut him in.”
Shut him in? God?
A storm raged around them forty days and nights.
But peace and safety were where God had put Noah.
Recall that only one window was in the boat–above!
The only way to look was up!
Last week a storm arose in our family as my first grandchild, Trina Beebe, had surgery for lung cancer.
A crisis we didn’t want, but one where we were “shut in” and could only “look up” was ours.
So many promises are ours for the taking when it is storming around us.
However, we received a brilliant rainbow when the surgeon reported, “Benign! No cancer!”
Perhaps your rainbow hasn’t appeared yet.
Remember, storms don’t last forever. And there are promises to cling to.
When Jesus’ disciples went through a great storm, they questioned if Jesus cared, the “why” question. He answered by speaking to the storm.
“Peace, be still.”
And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.
Let Him speak to your storm.