Storms lift me higher

I am thankful that I can prepare for the storm. Not everyone has the survival skills or resources to know and obtain what they will need. I am truly fortunate to have an ear that hears and believes that when storms come so can freedom.

There is nothing new under the sun, so trouble is not a surprise. It comes. And then it goes. Like the sun rises and sets, so does calamity. I cannot predict when exactly it will come, but I know in time it will. So I prepare myself to stand and do in the time of trouble. With guidance, I aim towards an outcome that will lift me higher.

I rest my head at night knowing that if I wake to flooding waters, I have learned to swim, climb, and row my way to safety. I’ve allowed myself to have those choices. I close my eyes with the thoughts that those who ride the storms with me have a friend that will be dependable and sure. I dwell with fellow soldiers. I’ve given myself permission to ride the currents towards liberation.

I’ve taken inventory of what I need and what I lack. I may not be able to fill the gap before the alarm sounds. I’m okay with that. I know one thing though. I will not waste precious moments looking for things I don’t have when I can improvise with what I already possess. I have been equipped to bare down against the winds and forge ahead to sovereignty.

I know that even when my fortress falls, I can rebuild in the spring. No rationale can truly prepare me for the loss that comes in the night, but my grief will wash away a wonderful past that was training for my future. Even in strange lands, I was created to survive and thrive.

Thank you Lord for your powers that work in me.

“Father, I want those you have given me to be with me where I am, and to see my glory, the glory you have given me because you loved me before the creation of the world.” —John 17:24

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Author: Fuzz

I have many titles and many names. They all genuinely represent aspects of my character, public, and private self. My life's work has consisted of legal and accounting services. My heart's passion is teaching college students how to critically think in order to navigate a world with too many options. This platform is for my creative self. I have been writing stories since I could hold a pencil. My personal philosophies and beliefs have evolved into isms that I live by. I was also a photographer for many, many years. I mainly did portraits, but I do not enjoy it anymore. Now I love to color! All the "artwork" are my digital coloring book creations. Be true. Be authentic. Live your philosophies. I am Fuzz.

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