Life is never really easy, it’s not a bed of roses; trouble seems to always be on the horizon. Sometimes we say why me? What did I do to deserve this? Then I thought to myself, why not me, what makes me exempt from trouble? I’m sure you can say the same if you really think about it. Storms can be mild with little destruction or they can be destructive and devastating; claiming lives and possessions we have spent years accumulating.

In the blink of an eye our sky can go from white pillowy clouds with sunshine radiating from behind them to the shadows of grey blotting out the sun; in a distant the sound of thunder announcing the coming storm. We know we must consider finding shelter, but; the rain hasn’t come yet. So what do we do while we are waiting on the storm? I’m reminded of a boat on the sea when they suddenly encountered a tumultuous storm; water filling the boat caused the fisher men to fear death, however; there was one who was sleeping peacefully as chaos surrounded them.

Cries for help from the others awoke Him from His peaceful slumber, He rose and said to the storm “peace be still” and the waters calmed, the beautiful clouds returned to the sky and the sun began to smile again. His name is Jesus, the Son of man; Jehovah Shalom, peace; El Shaddai, power almighty; Lamb of God, our perfect sacrifice; and Jehovah Nissi, the Lord is our banner. Our savior will never leave us without shelter in the time of storm, He will cover us under His wings protecting us until the storms have past.

He doesn’t cause the trials and storms that life brings, but; He will permit them that by them we grow in faith and dependence on Him. He sifts them through His fingers that we are able to bear them. Though the storm will rage and our lives will be interrupted by their onslaught, we can rest in the peace that Jesus will provide to those who seek refuge in Him. He assures us that we can trust He is faithful in providing for His own, He will never abandon them. When life brings you storms cry out to the one waiting, silently listening.

My revelation as I sit by the pool of grace