We are currently under a winter weather advisory.  It seems that this one is going to skirt around us and we will see very little snow from it, but storms can come into our days as quickly as warmth of the sun. This first storm of the winter season is a reminder of the turmoil we go through in life.

Standing alone in a storm as wind tears through the trees is not only frightening, but lacks wisdom. Our bodies grow tense, the adrenaline flows and all our emotions can explode into crushing fear.

The branches entangle and caress one another. A shot of electricity fills the sky.  Clouds open and heavenly water hits the exposed skin of the earth.  It swallows each drop with a  thirst indescribable. The pores open and accept their satisfying drink.

Flowers and shrubs toss and fold – petals fall – life descends. The loud crack of thunder tests your eardrums just to make sure you’re paying attention.

Your own skin is pounded by the tempestuous wind – hammered by the force of God’s tears – twisted by the unknown and unrelenting.

When pursued by the storms of life we react the same way. We tense up, we grow anxious, we lose faith, we may even  give up. This is the time to turn to the Creator of the Universe. He alone controls the depth of the seas, the heights of the mountains, the volume of precipitation, the devastation that comes with a wind that is sent to clear out the remnants of what once was good, but now has withered and died.

PRAY! Talk to Him again. There is  an open line of communication. We’re no longer bound by the wall established when man thought he knew better than God. Life changed then, but has once again been reversed. We have been restored, refreshed and renewed by the living water of Jesus, the true Son of God – true God and true Man.

Our storm has been calmed. Our life has returned. Our hope for a future has been re-established.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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8 Responses to STORMS

  1. davidkitz says:

    The storm you are getting is expected to reach us on Sunday. My Psalm post for today was also on storms.The Spirit must be speaking the same thoughts. (Incidentally, I got my mother happily settled into her new place, and I’m safely back home.)


    • says:

      I noticed your post was on storms too. I’m glad to be in good company. We haven’t had any snow, just lots of rain and thunder. Glad to hear your mom is happy in her new place. We are too😀


  2. it is currently 80 degrees—a record high along with a record warm fall along with a months long…as in since June…drought.
    To hear of rain elsewhere in the country, to hear of snow and winter weather advisories while some of our trees remain green, or have died is crazy!!!
    But they are telling that whereas we won’t get rain with the cold front as our air is just too dry, we will feel bit more fall like by Saturday’s end—not where we should normally be at this time of year, but moving in that direction.
    I had to just go put on shorts to water the lawn!!
    Prose on my friend, prose on 🙂

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