A storm rages outside and a small bird huddles on our windowsill, head bowed into the wind.
Like us, when things get tough. We huddle with loved ones, wait and pray.
Cry out to God, yet still suffer.
Ask, but no answer comes.
We love God, believe Him, study His Word, but still don’t know what to do. Everyone around has a different opinion. Sometimes we lose hope, almost give up.
Yet our faith tells us He is there. So we bow our heads and pray into the storm.
God didn’t even let MOSES know EVERYTHING. Moses wanted to SEE God but God told Him he’d DIE if he did. So He hid Moses in a cleft in a rock and let him “see” His glory pass by. (Exodus 33:17-23) Maybe it’s not safe to know everything. Maybe not a way to build our soul.
Through our faith, God keeps us safe too, while we wait.
Like that frail bird, we have no other options while it storms.
One day we notice the winds are not as strong. The fear not as overpowering. The rain less. We are weak, frail, still confused.
The tiny bird on the windowsill ruffles his feathers, stretches one wing, then the other.
Does HE have all the answers? NO. Only that he can go out again. Work again. Maybe even SING again.
So we do too. Step. Step. Step.
Answers? No. FAITH.
Our mission here, like Moses’, is not over yet. We learn to trust, love, wait. Spread our wings a bit when we can.
What if we DIE?!? Our frightened hearts anguish.
And His Spirit finally answers:
…What if you FLY?!
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From an old hymn:
TIL THE STORM PASSES OVER AND THE THUNDER SOUNDS NO MORE
TIL THE CLOUDS ROLL FOREVER FROM THE SKY, HOLD ME FAST LET ME STAND
IN THE HOLLOW OF YOUR HAND , KEEP ME SAFE TIL THE STORM PASSES BY
MANY TIMES SATAN WHISPERS THERE IS NO USE TO TRY
FOR THERES NO END OF SORROW THERES NO HOPE IN THE BY AND BY
BUT I KNOW THAT THOU ART WITH ME AND TOMORROW I’LL RISE
WHERE THE STORM NEVER DARKENS THE SKY