Dear friends, what can I say except you are wonderful! Your prayers have helped lift the heaviness. Without a doubt, I have turned a corner. I am grateful for your prayers and encouraged by your words. I cherish the community that comes from blogging, and the strength that comes from sharing our stories.
If I’ve learned anything about life, I’ve learned that storms come to us all. But in the midst of them, if we don’t become distracted by the waves or flying debris, we can experience the sweet peace of the Lord.
Speaking of storms, when you travel in an RV, you pay attention to weather forecasts. Last evening, as storm clouds gathered around us, The Man and I put away the lawn chairs and rolled up the outdoor rugs, anticipating a night of winds and rain. I texted a few family members and asked for extra prayers, then I said a few of my own.
Shortly before midnight, the predicted storm arrived. As we watched through the windows, I kept repeating, “Lord, please keep your hand upon us this night, and upon our fellow-campers.”
An hour or so later, the calm came and we went to bed.
The morning light revealed a large branch of a pecan tree had fallen, not 10 feet away from where we lay sleeping. As we walked around it, shaking our heads, our lips were filled with praise and thanksgiving to God for His mighty hand of protection through the night. We never know what a day will bring, but be it good news or bad, we are in faithful hands.
“I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my place of safety: my God; in him will I trust.” ~ Psalm 91:2
Until next time, precious friends, may your weekend be one of peace and strength, and may you find the courage needed for whatever task is before you.