Peace Be Still!

Tonight while I was at hockey camp with Zachary, I heard people mumbling about tornadoes nearby.  As we headed home, sure enough we could see ugly clouds.

Just as we pulled into the drive, the lightening put on quite a show for us.  Then the wind and rain came full force.  It was so beautiful.  I wish I could have just enjoyed it.  But as the storm became more threatening, we headed to the basement.

The boys were full of a mixture of  trepidation  and yet excitement.  Sanj was heading home from board meeting which came to a rapid close.

I love a storm.  I feel wonderment for God's creation in the fierceness of the wind and rain.

I think of the disciples in the boat fearing for their lives.  In all fairness, I am sure, if I was one of them... I, too, would have been scared.

I love that when life is too rough and I am worried about my own "tornado"  that I can just shout out and know that He has it all under control.  "Peace be Still!"

I love a storm.  I love the feeling of peace I get from  watching it.  It is like  watching the frustrations of life  but from a safe seat... inside my house.  Safe and Sound.

Then it all gets quiet.   Outside has been washed clean.  The rain leaves it all freshly scented!

Perfect.