Thunderstorm Thoughts

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Thunderstorm Thoughts
Our Daily Bread
READ: Matthew 8:23-27
The God of peace will be with you. —Philippians 4:9

I laugh every time I hear the radio commercial that has a woman shouting to her friend in conversation. She’s trying to talk above the sounds of the thunderstorm in her own head. Ever since a storm damaged part of her home, that’s all she hears because her insurance company isn’t taking care of her claims.

I’ve heard thunderstorms in my head, and maybe you have too. It happens when a tragedy occurs—to us, to someone close to us, or to someone we hear about in the news. Our minds become a tempest of “what if” questions. We focus on all the possible bad outcomes. Our fear, worry, and trust in God fluctuate as we wait, we pray, we grieve, and we wonder what the Lord will do.

It’s natural for us to be fearful in a storm (literal or figurative). The disciples had Jesus right there in the boat with them, yet they were afraid (Matt. 8:23-27). He used the calming of the storm as a lesson to show them who He was—a powerful God who also cares for them.

We wish that Jesus would always calm the storms of our life as He calmed the storm for the disciples that day. But we can find moments of peace when we’re anchored to the truth that He’s in the boat with us and He cares. — Anne Cetas

Fierce drives the storm, but wind and waves
Within His hand are held,
And trusting His omnipotence
My fears are sweetly quelled. —Brown

To realize the worth of the anchor, we need to feel the stress of the storm.

[MajestyJo]

When I think of storms. I think of how fearful of them I was growing up. They clouded my perspective, they prevented me to seeing, so I had little faith. All the noise and lightning bolts, reminded me that according to old tapes, I was going to be struck down by the wrath of God, because of all the things real or imagined, made me one big SIN.

Sin for me became, soul in need, and I had to reach out to my God for help. I was looking outside of myself instead of going within. I feed going there, because of old tapes from the church, family, etc. I thought it was a cesspool and it was dark, didn't want to see, and didn't know that I needed to bring it to the light to heal.