I love the song, Sometimes He Calms the Storm.
I’m sure that if you’ve walked with Christ very long you’ve realized that He doesn’t always calm the storm. Oh, yes, there are those occasions that He does, but then there are the occasions that He does not.
Scripture doesn’t promise that Jesus will make our lives smooth sailing. As a matter of fact, Jesus said just the opposite. What He did promise is that He would never leave us nor forsake us. He promised that we would never be alone as we go through the storms of life.
I don’t know about you, but I generally ask Jesus to calm the storm raging all around me. Sometimes He does. Most times, He takes my hand and says, “Let’s do this together.” And that, my friend, is a sweet place to be, even in the midst of a raging storm.
When I was six months pregnant with my daughter, I went hunting with my husband. He had a big fiberglass box anchored to a tree deep in the woods. It had a couple of windows that could slide open so he could shoot out of them. It was the evening hunt and all was quiet.
We were watching a doe and a fawn grazing in his shooting lane. All of a sudden the doe started snorting and pawing the ground. She would go into the woods and come back, but the fawn ignored her. Finally, she got the fawn’s attention and they tore off from sight.
Suddenly, it was eerily quiet. The evening seemed to have a green look to it. Then the rain started and the wind began to blow. My husband shut the windows and we waited. We couldn’t talk because of the storm. There were limbs hitting the box stand and rain pelting down on us.
After thirty or forty minutes, the pounding stopped and we could hear a gentle rain. My husband opened the door and slipped out. He helped me out of the stand. I gasped when I saw our surroundings. The woods had been leveled except for one tree. The tree our box was anchored to.
It was still raining and our four-wheeler was incased between fallen trees so we had to walk the few miles back to the club’s camp. Thankfully, after we had climbed over and under trees for about three-quarters of a mile, a friend from camp picked us up.
That was a terrifying storm. As you can guess, we had been in a tornado. I can still remember the woods being flattened all around us with our one tree being the only one still standing.
We had calmly sat through a tornado. Mind you, I had no idea it had been so bad. We had heard the limbs beating against our box stand, but we were safe in the midst of it.
The point is, sometimes Jesus calms the storm, other times He calms His child. I pray you’ll let Him calm you today!