Eyes on the Storm

Adela's big brown eyes took in the upcoming storm and filled with fear. We are under a tornado watch until late tonight. I ran out to drive the truck into the shed and frightened her more than I meant to. In the end, the storm cells passed us by and there was no need for her tears nor the relocation of the truck.

​I am a storm watcher. I have been since I was very small. I try to anticipate life's trials, be prepared for the worst, imagine the what-if's.

​I might be a very proactive prepared woman, but as I looked into Adela's fearful eyes I knew I could not teach her to be like me.

A heart of fear is not a heart of faith.

​Adela has a life full of storms to weather. She will have rough relationships and friendships. She will have times of financial strain or difficulty. She will experience pain. She will experience loss.

​I want to build within her a heart that welcomes the storms knowing that God's grace and power will be more apparent to her then than ever in her life. I want her to trust God and His Spirit inside her to be prepared for trials and to weather out the tempest. I want that deep seated joy in her heart to stay alive, to stay bright, even under the most furious downpour.

I now have more reason that ever to live a life of faith. A life that Adela can watch and learn to take her eyes off the storm and keep her heart firm in faith.​

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV