The early spring storm came with a vengeance. Winds hammered the house while trees bent in submission to its power. Four inches of rain soaked the earth and overflowed into the creeks, rivers, and roads.
It was fierce and frightening.
But it was over.
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Lord, what a joy You are. Your blessings are abundant. Your faithfulness astounds me. You remain steadfast, even when I don’t — especially when the flames of trial are fierce. I want to count it all joy, but, honestly, Lord? Honestly, my attitude stinks sometimes.
It’s easy to become self-absorbed. It’s easy to see only circumstances and not focus on You instead. Forgive me, Lord. That is my downfall! When I take my eyes off You, my bad attitude towards the difficult place takes over. Please forgive me.
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The cardinal threw his head back and sang. Bathed in a ray of sunlight breaking through the young foliage of spring, his song lifted to the heavens, its melody surely praising his Creator.
As the cardinal’s song wafted over the mountain hollar, I too was inspired to praise. I lifted my head towards the One who loves me and began to sing, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty …
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Lord, You are my light and my salvation, my shield, the Rock upon which I stand. When I stand on the Rock with You, I get a glimpse of the plans You have for me, the hope of needed miracles for health and circumstances of my loved ones. And I am comforted.
But when I climb down from that Rock by my own accord, I find myself groping in the dark, unable to see a future of hope.
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The blanket of darkness unfolded over the earth as the glory of the sunset descended behind the ridge. Silence fell. Like the glittering diamonds of a tiara, stars appeared one by one until all of heaven declared the glory of the Lord. I wondered, is this how God speaks out of the darkness?
The stars had been there all along, but were hidden by the bright lights and noise of the day.
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Lord, You are the Solid Rock on which I stand. You are my strong foundation, my hope, my peace. I’m clinging to You, Lord, but the waves are getting higher.
I feel afraid at times. Overwhelmed.
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He was so tiny. All six legs moved in synch as his jaws struggled to carry the beetle delicacy across the porch, down the steps, through the dense foliage of an uncut lawn, and into his ant hill where family and friends waited. He exemplified how to face a giant with grace and ability.
An ant. A tiny, red ant.
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