The storm that brought the alleged disaster. What did it bring you? Did it bring you peace? I’ll bet it did. Did you trust the pain it brought at first, I doubt it. I bet it moved you out of that place harshly and without warning. I wonder how many trees cleared out of your view.
How devastated were you? You lost that loved one, that relationship, that perspective.
You pressed on. You no longer canonized alleged promise keepers. You stood on your feet.
You changed. You didn’t ask for help that enabled you to fall again, you sought structure and tools to rebuild. You didn’t curse the wind and the seasons. You welcomed the passion of a new time and the people that left and started a new chapter.
You treated your lost way with facts, while receiving the knowledge and wisdom of the unknowable. You chose not to speak against those who were there before you, and you waited, and listened. You leaned in and you cared enough in the wisdom to offer your best.
You were awake in the vast fields of people who chose to blame the storm, cry out against the tides that tore. They assumed the worst, and asked for the lantern to be be relit time and time again when the wind pressed on, and the darkness revealed something that they already knew.
They would have to have the faith that morning would come. The light always will shine. You just have to be awake to see it.
“And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.”
John 1:5 NKJV