Little splatters of sunlight filter through a constant stirring outside my window; the brisk tossing of branches that coax young limbs to dance. Their leaves flutter awake, scatter from the vine, shimmering proof of a long, tumultuous night spent at the mercy of the wind.
I heard it in the early hours. How the house moaned and creaked while my family lie sleeping. And there, in the dark, I thought of how the Lord protects His children; keeps them safe when turmoil sometimes looms so close.
There’s promise in the wind, don’t you think? Promise of God’s sustaining power. Love everlasting. The promise that though the current may stir and we strain against it, His Word will remain.
He’s above the wild twisting. Far greater and mightier than the fiercest thrashing blowing through your life right now.
Yes, even now.
Even you – your storm.
Even when you think His face has turned from yours and your prayers are scattered by His very breath….
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters ... they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the Lord your God" (Isaiah 43:1-3).