Who of us doesn’t need some reassurance at this time that everything is going to be alright. How many of us need to know that though we may be alone and have to keep a distance between ourselves and all others outside our homes, we have the assurance that we are never really alone. Take heart; as Joshua 1;9 says, Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. Happy Sunday.
I remember boarding an airplane in the middle of a raging storm; dark clouds, pouring rain, thunder and lightning…all the things storms are made up of. I was very anxious. Once the plane reached its cruising altitude there was nothing but bright sunshine amid the clouds. It was very calming.
For those who are feeling anxious about our world today to the point of being almost hyper there is one thing to remember in all this unforeseen darkness…look up, calm down and realize the bright side is still there even if we cannot see it. Happy Saturday.
To all who are facing many storms in life at this time I wish you a rainbow. Happy Sunday.
I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Genesis 9:13
While housebound with yet another February snow and ice storm raging, I pass the time writing about the woes of winter in the following haiku using one of my favorite writing tools…alliteration.
Wild winds whip the snow
while winter wages white war
without a warning.
While watching the leaves on my birch tree fluttering gently in the breeze, it came to me how that movement was very noticeable but the source of the movement was not.
Recalling a recent thunderstorm where my veranda chairs took off across the lawn and tree branches were bent almost to the ground I remember thinking that while the strength of the source was visible, the source itself was not.
Years ago I was blown off my feet by gusting winds while keeping my head down against them. I literally sailed through the air like Mary Poppins, and although I felt the force, I did not see it.
The Holy spirit can be compared to the wind responsible for all these happenings. He is at times an unnoticeable movement in our lives, and at other times a strength that can move deeply rooted trees, and still other times, a gale that can cause us to soar through life even when we’ve got our heads down against the winds of change.
Thanks to our assistant Pastor Monica, who, in doing a five week series on the Holy Spirit, has made me more aware of this unseen force. Happy Sunday.
Yesterday’s internet lesson was about a cleaning lady. Today it is:
Pickup in the Rain – One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960’s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached. It read: “Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband’s bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others.” Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.
Tomorrow – Remembering Those Who Serve
Have you ever watched a pair of squirrels chasing each other up and down trees, across telephone cables, or simply in circles on a lush lawn? Such energy! I’d love to clock their speed.
Our days may not be filled with that kind of energetic behaviour, but just watching those fluffy-tail rodents is enough to make me get up and get moving.
And then there’s the lowly caterpillar inching its way along a blade of grass, expending the least amount of energy. (Or maybe not.)
Nature’s energy is all around us: growing grass and flowers, a gentle breeze, a gusty wind, rustling leaves, thunder, lightning, and bird song.
It’s good to remember that when we feel depleted, we can plug into nature’s energy. Run, squirrel, run!
My Precious Life 