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Monday, July 31, 2006
Powerful Storm
I live in the desert. We don't have earthquakes, or tornados. When it snows 1/4 inch every 10 years, and melts in 5 minutes, we get very excited! Our rainfall is minor. The last few years, we have really needed what little rain we get. During the summer months, our Monsoon season starts...somtimes! The last few days have been awesome! We have had some of the greatest storms come in, especially at night. Last night was one of the most powerful. I woke up to the loud crack of thunder oustside. It sounded as if it hi a tree in the neighborhood. I got up to check my kids (they hadn't budged, amazingly). I threw my dog a chew stick to calm her. Now I just needed something to calm ME! The funny thing is there is such mixed emotions behind these storms. I absolutely love them, and sometimes hate how fast they blow through. On the other hand, they can get my heart racing and my blood pumping. I almost feel as if my heart will explode out of my chest! Well, sleep wasn't going to happen again for awhile. My mind started running. It likes to do that sometimes! I thought of what it felt like to live in places with even more severe weather than this. Or, even what it must have felt like to live long ago, and not feel the protection I have. Then I thought of others in this world that experience the elemlents still today, without the protection I have. Then I shifted to the fear that arose from the loud booming and cracking outside. I thought to those in our world who are experiencing a different kind of storm. One of a different nature. The storms that have brewed for all time. How scary to live in the midst of those storms. Then the power of the storm reminded me of God. The Great and Powerful. The thought that this storm outside of my window, didn't even put a dent in the Power of God. It's funny how my thoughts circled. I realized that sometimes the storms in our lives are so overwhelming, powerful, scary and unsettling. There too can be an element of excitement, and anticipation for the changes that will come within the storm, but why is it hard to see or feel God in the storms of our lives sometimes? I know the storm's power can't compare to God's power, but sometimes I forget or lose sight. Some storms of change are beginning in my life. I realize that they are very minor compared to many, but they are real to me. I know that many of the changes will be awesome, and wonderful, but it still leaves me feeling unsettled and overwhelmed. I am trying to stay focused on God through the storms. I know that all I need lies with God. I anticipate the end and hope that something better than I imaging is waiting. Do you have times where nature, storms etc. prompt deep thinking? What do you see about God in the elements you are surrounded by? Would love to hear your thoughts!


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  • At 7/31/2006 10:07:00 PM, Blogger soldiermom

    I have a house in Florida. I hate going there because it is away from my church community. On my last trip God made it pretty apparent why I am to be there. Because I am friendless there and I have to depend on Him alone. Your storm reminded me of my lastest trip for an odd reason. The weather was picture perfect. Just the usual crazy afternoon rain storm.

    My house is out in the middle of no where and on a lake, which seemed like a good idea at the time. I, however, am a city girl that God has plunked right in the middle of a National Geographic Horror Show. There are bugs, flesh eating armadillos,(I swear!) coyotes, racoons that knock on my window (you can't make this stuff up) fish killing birds, alligators, spiders...did I mention spiders? Lizards...did I mention one laid an egg in my closet? What the hell is she doing in my closet?? OK...God what are you trying to tell me with all this NATURE CRAP?!

    "Be still and know that I am God." Out in the middle of no where I allow God to find me, and leave me love presents in my closet.

  • At 7/31/2006 10:17:00 PM, Blogger Michele L

    Very cool, love how God speaks to us in such unique ways. God knows each of us so well! Who knows, maybe God enjoys "messing" with us sometimes just like parents like to do with their children. Something for us to learn, a good chuckle for him!

  • At 8/04/2006 09:07:00 PM, Blogger From the Margins

    Love your writing, Soldiermom! I hope you write more often!

    So, I'll suggest in my story there have been 'life' storms where I've learned very little other than human "goofiness"! Just a bunch of people creating chaos and I never did find God in it. Just chaos. God hovered ... but never had the opportunity to separate the chaos.

    Could we entertain the possibility that God sits some dances out? Or is this too messy for our brain?

  • At 8/07/2006 08:32:00 AM, Blogger soldiermom

    OK...listen...do you hear that sound? That is the sound of my old lady brain when you hit pulse on my Cuisinart. Whoa...what an amazing question "from the margins"...certainly not one that came from anyone in my generation. I love that!! It scares and delights me at the same time. And thanks for your kind words!

    Gosh...I seriously want to think that God never sits one out. But as a parent, I know the right choice is sometimes to "let them figure it out". Does God do that with us? It definitely does not abdicate his control. Now, mind jumbled, I am starting to frantically wonder if I would spend more time obsessing if he cared at all? Is he choosing to sit out the wars that are going on? Did he sit out all the wars before? (Both my sons are soldiers, I guess that is first on my mind.) Does he sit out the stuff I have seriously messed up? Gosh...I guess it all brings us back to the same place, our knees.

    I would love to hear more about this idea. My mind just got wrapped around the concept that God is in control of all things at all times, and as Carolyn Custis James puts it, "it is all Plan A, and there is no Plan B." This last question “can God sit one out?” rattled my world, in a good way. I have a lot to learn and am open to hearing how God is leading others to let go of what might be notions wrapped as theology.

  • At 8/07/2006 08:38:00 AM, Blogger soldiermom

    "from the margins"I just checked your profile...we are from the same generation! Maybe there is hope for me yet!! How cool is that? There is no one around my age, in my circle that is interested in asking the tough questions. What a breath of fresh air.

  • At 8/07/2006 09:42:00 PM, Blogger From the Margins

    Soldiermom ... glad we connected! I have a son that is a soldier too!

    I'll suggest that there's not only plan A and B, but C, D, and E ... etc.

    In fact, my life has proved God infinitely creative with all my "interesting" choices that I have engaged Him in!(In fact, God could be on the second time around the alphabet!) He has been graciously accomodating CEO, an infinitely patient parent, and quite a 'dance partner' in it all. Yes, He has sat some of my "dance choices" out, I'm sure of it. But, He has never left the dance floor either!

    I see many evidences of this with my ancient, biblical, O.T. family. I'll suggest one of them: When Abram wanders into Egypt looking for food, he looks out for No.1(himself) and pulls a fast one by selling off his wife as his sister, lucks out by getting her back, reaps a great booty at her expense and leaves a very rich man, albiet still clueless as to where to plant himself and his touring clan. I suggest this little detour wasn't in God's "plan A" !! God's voice/endorsement/rebuke is nowhere to be found in this escapade. (I'll suggest that Sarai was pretty darn glad this wasn't plan A too!! Although .... I'm not sure she wasn't glad for a hot palace bath and some enuch pampering after wandering aimlessly around the desert with her half/brother/husband for who knows how long!)

    I think God is being, like you suggested, an excellent parent, letting them figure this out! And, sure enough ... a bunch of 'verses' later, representing some more wandering of the Abram clan, finally Abram goes a lookin' for God ... calling on His name!

    Gosh ... Father Abraham and I have a lot in common!

  • At 8/11/2006 11:16:00 AM, Blogger soldiermom

    From the margins...thanks for your response. You have a soldier son too. It is pretty hard, yes?

    You do a great job at describing our lives. To us life seems random and full of choices that we sometimes suffer from and at other times we seem to prosper.

    I think, when the author of the book "When Life and Beliefs Collide" Carolyn Custis James, writes about it all being Plan A, she is referring to God's working out his plan in our lives. No matter what crazy choices we make, he has a plan for each of us. She uses the doctrine of concurrence to explain that even while we are making our choices (and are responsible for them...ouch), God is still sovereign. It is up to us to hold these two truths simultaneously and not choose one over the other. Does this make any sense at all? I don't think I was very clear before.


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