Skip to main content

The Storm


When the storm has swept by, the wicked are gone, but the righteous stand firm forever. (Proverbs 10:25)

          Today’s topic is tough, because of recent events. I’m not trying to attack anyone. I’m trying to give hope. But hope that is not firmly anchored to truth is an illusion. I always want to stay on the truth side of things, which means sometimes others see me as having less compassion than they think I should have. 
          The first truth in today’s passages is that storms sweep by. Life isn’t fair. Things get tough – sometimes tougher than we can handle. Don’t believe that “God won’t give you more than you can handle” garbage, because if He didn’t give us more than we can handle, and especially more than we think we can handle, then we wouldn’t need Him because we would be Him. Storms sweep by. They destroy. 
          There’s a story by C.S. Lewis that deals with the rest of the verse. In The Great Divorce, Prof. Lewis introduces us to a woman who has come from Heaven to the “tourist” area where people from Hell are permitted to visit if they choose. She meets her husband, a tiny being chained to a much larger being. The larger being grumbles and complains indignantly about how he has been abused, misused, and mistreated by everyone including the woman. She talks to the tiny being, who rarely answers and shrinks as they talk. The larger being answers and gets more abusive. Suddenly, the tiny being disappears entirely, leaving only…a Grumble.
          This is the second truth in today’s passage. If you define yourself by the storms you’ve faced, you disappear. All that remains is the “Grumble” or the storm’s wreckage. If the bad things that have happened become the central focus of your life – you no longer exist. But, if your focus is on what is righteous, no matter what goes on around you, you stand firm. 
          I’ve lived this. Things have happened in my life that shouldn’t have happened. They have influenced my behavior for the rest of my life. Even now, it’s a challenge not to define myself in terms of those events. It doesn’t matter what those things were. You might think they’re nothing in comparison to what you’ve experienced, and you’d be right. However, I might think yours would be easy to live with…and I might be right, too. What slams you might not slam me, and vice verse. It’s not about how big storm is – it’s about what you let the storm do to you. Keep living righteously within your life, and the storm doesn’t win.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The Right Road

          Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. (Psalm 139:7-12)                  For years before GPSes existed, I told people I wanted something in my car that would tell me, “Turn left in half a mile…turn left in a quarter mile…turn left in 500 feet… turn left in 100 feet…turn left now …You missed the turn, Dummy!” The problem isn’t necessarily that I get lost so much as I’m afraid I’ll get lost. I don’t want to have to spend my whole trip stressing over the next turn. I have the same problem with my spiritual journey.   

Died as a Ransom

                 For this reason Christ is the mediator of a new covenant, that those who are called may receive the promised eternal inheritance—now that he has died as a ransom to set them free from the sins committed under the first covenant. (Hebrews 9:15)                  This is something I’d really rather not think about but here it is and it’s important. I was reading in Bold Love about seeking revenge.  The author wrote of seeking justice when a supposed Christian does something sinful, harmful, and/or horrific, like sexually abusing a daughter.  And the thought that came to mind was of God asking if Jesus’ death was sufficient payment to me for the sin committed against me.                I have no specific longing for revenge, vengeance, or justice. I’m sure there are some lurking somewhere in my heart, but this wasn’t a response to one. It was more a question of principle. Jesus’ death was sufficient payment for to God for our sins.  That’s the standard Sunday Schoo

Out of the Depths

  Out of the depths I have cried to You, Lord. Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to the sound of my pleadings.   If You, Lord, were to keep account of guilty deeds, Lord, who could stand? But there is forgiveness with You, so that You may be revered. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and I wait for His word. My soul waits in hope for the Lord more than the watchmen for the morning; Yes, more than the watchmen for the morning. Israel, wait for the Lord; for with the Lord there is mercy, and with Him is abundant redemption. And He will redeem Israel from all his guilty deeds . (Psalm 130)             I like Mr. Peterson’s interpretation of the first line. “The bottom has fallen out of my life!” Of course, the problem for some of us is the fact that we’re drama queens, and/or we’re weak. Any time anything happens that disturbs our sense of mastery and control, the bottom has fallen out of our lives. If the past couple of days have taught me anything, they’ve t