Weathering the Storms

The subtitle of my blog today should be “Thoughts from an Appalachian Woman” instead of “Encouragement.” Because as I write this, I’m watching the Weather Channel’s tracking of Hurricane Sandy and the anticipated journey up the East Coast. Government officials are paying close attention to the warnings and are putting service crews on standby. Pennsylvania’s governor already has declared a state of emergency and other governors are preparing to do the same. The Massachusetts Emergency Management Agency (MEMA) has issued guidelines for citizens to “minimize potential damage from the storm,” and suggest having at least three days of water and other supplies for each family member.

Our entire nation is watching. Even if we don’t have loved ones facing danger from Hurricane Sandy, we are concerned for the families who are. And we remember other storms that were expected to pass quickly but, instead, intensified and caused havoc before disappearing.

Some of us remember our own encounters with deadly storms. During my Michigan childhood, my siblings and I spent many summer nights sleeping on a mattress in the cellar while our parents watched dark rolling skies that quickly could form funnel clouds. One of those tornadoes destroyed several blocks of homes in a town north of us. The Red Cross provided tents for the displaced families but, a couple of days later, another tornado roared into the same area and devoured the tents. I’m an adult now but, if I have a nightmare, a tornado always is in it.

Yes, I know our heavenly Father is with us. But life already has taught me He doesn’t always do things my way. And He doesn’t always spare those whom I know to be innocent and loving, spiritual and much needed. All I know is that God is with us always—even during difficult times.

How about the storms you’ve weathered? What did you experience? What did you learn? What hope can you offer those of us whose nightmares still contain those earlier experiences?

Advertisements

About sandrapaldrich

Sandra P. Aldrich, author and popular speaker, loves the Lord, family and all things Appalachian. Isaiah 41:9-10
This entry was posted in courage, God's presence, helping others, storms, tornado. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Weathering the Storms

  1. Carol Duff says:

    The first big storm I remember was Hurricane Hazel, a category 4 hurricane that hit the east coast in 1954. We went to my grandmother’s house where we always gathered during bad weather. I remember huddling in her sitting room, watching the trees bending in the wind. I felt safe and not at all scared because, when we were at “Mother’s,” nothing bad could happen. As time went on, I learned that Mother couldn’t protect me from all storms — like Daddy dying three years later or our house burning to the ground a few years after that. Storms come in many forms. But I’ve learned that God can give us peace right in the middle of it, and sometimes that brings Him more glory than keeping the storm from hitting us in the first place. Thank you, Sandra, for turning my thoughts toward Him tonight.

    Like

  2. Kay Hulen says:

    I am praying for all of my friends and family in the path of this awful storm. I remember a tornado in Tulsa, Oklahoma when our oldest son was a baby. We lived in a mobil home and by gods grace managed to not only survive the storm, but not sustain any damage to our home. All things are more frightening without faith in our lives. Thanks Sandra for the reminder that we are not alone in our fear.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s