Monday, July 7, 2008

The Storms

OK, so that wasn't this morning's storm, it was last Friday's storm. But, very cool cloud formation, no? But, it got me thinking.

How much like these rumbly storms our lives have been lately.

My mom has always loved watching storms, I have always been more of a candidate for the basement. My house has a basement because I refused to live anywhere there wasn't one. I thought my mother was a nut for going outside when a storm came in. But as I age, I don't mind watching them come in, THEN running for the basement. I can even see the beauty of them now. Anyway, all the storms and flooding and all the drama that has been coming with them, here and everywhere, well, it has really got me thinking... Sometimes storms are awful, but sometimes watching them come in is cool. But there's symbolism here too. Sometimes, it's really awful, it's hide in the basement and pray, awful. Sometimes in our lives, we feel helpless, we want and need to just hide and pray. Praying. And if and when we're praying, I realize, we're not alone, even at the worst time, we're not alone. Other times, some good looking clouds or a dash of hail, the storm starts out really scary, but ends up fine. We end up ok. We've been having a lot of those days lately, enough to give me a good scare, but ending up ok. Other times, it's cool, just a bit of rain. Sometimes, the weather is great, sunny, happy. We cherish those days.
But we can't have the joy without the pain. So, Jesus, bring the rain.

Bring the Rain by MercyMe

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I’ve gone through

The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You

Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It’s never really ever crossed my mind

To turn my back on you oh Lord
My only shelter from the storms
But instead I draw closer through these times

So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory

And I know There’ll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that’s what it takes to praise You
Jesus Bring the Rain

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain

You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what’s a little rain

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

We've been finding a lot of comfort in the KLOVE radio station lately. Even Chris is getting into it. We pulled in today listening to David Crowder bands, O Praise Him. There's a section where he La La La's for a while, and from the peanut gallery, aka back seat, I hear La La La. Not necessarily all Chris's la las were in the same tune as the song, but some successfully were. I'll take La Las where I can get them.


Kathy said...

neat pic!

Jenibug7 said...

What a great memory to keep- Chris LaLa-ing. I am praying for ya friend- hang in there! I don't think there is much worse than seeing your sweet baby hurting or just knowing there is something wrong and not being able to find the answer to make it better. I am praying for answers, fixes, and rest for the W-Fam.

amypfan said...

Fantastic picture. And amen to the sentiments!

Bryn also enjoys KLOVE these days--she calls it "Jes music" (Jes being her word for Jesus).

Andrea said...

What a beautiful picture!!!