After the storm comes the dawn of a new day.

After the storm comes the dawn of a new day.

The house shook with the roar of the thunder while lightening streaked across the dark of midnight. Torrents of rain beat against the windows carried on a fierce wind. Fear gripped me as nature’s wrath howled through the window panes.

This storm was one to be remembered.

But then came the dawn.

A foggy mist hovered over the creek coursing through the mountain meadow. The air was fresh. Clean. The vivid painted sky of the morning transitioned into a perfect periwinkle blue, clear like stained glass gracing the finest cathedral.

The storm had ushered in the purity of the dawn.

Life’s storms are like that too.

The fiercest battle assaults us, tossing us to and fro, tempting us to waiver in our faith. The rain of doubt pelts against the soul’s window causing us to see dimly, though we strain to see His face. Destruction lies all about us. Debris litters our path and often the light of our righteousness flickers in the wind.

But then comes the dawn.

Just as quickly as the storm rushed in to upset our course, it relinquishes its power and retreats. Grace, like a refreshing mist hovers over us making all things new. Those things we could only see dimly are now clear and worthy of praise, vivid as only deep faith can see — faith deepened because of the storm.

Behold, a king will reign in righteousness, and princes will rule with justice. A man [Messiah — Jesus]* will be as a hiding place from the wind. And a cover from the tempest, as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land. The eyes of those who see will not be dim, and the ears of those who hear will listen. ~ Isaiah 32:1-3

Is life coming at you hard with blinding rain and dizzying wind? Are you clinging to the cross determined to keep your eyes focused on the One who loves you, but struggling just the same? Dear friend, you are not alone.

Not only are many other children of God facing their own storms, Jesus is with us through every. single. moment. He is faithful to make intercession on our behalf to the Lord. We are not alone. He is our hiding place from the wind, a cover from the tempest. When we are parched with weariness, He is as rivers of water to quench our thirst.

And after the storm when the new dawn breaks we will see clearly, realizing when we needed God the most He was right there with us shrouded in the mist of His grace.


*Matthew Henry