In speaking of the regular downpours of rain we receive out here, I鈥檝e not mentioned the howling winds and while it鈥檚 lovely living close to the ocean, we cannot escape feeling the full force of those blasts. So much like life itself.
This week we learned an unexpected lesson of the changing conditions of life and it was, indeed, a stormy one. Gearing up to celebrate our youngest granddaughter鈥檚 seventh birthday, her parents told us we鈥檇 probably have an outdoor event on their property so that her friends could enjoy outdoor activities while the adults visited. For the first time in weeks the weather was not only okay, it was gorgeous: clear blue skies; warm temperatures; and, virtually no wind. Things couldn鈥檛 have been nicer except鈥s we learned the morning of the party鈥he guest of honour was in the emergency room of our local hospital with excruciating pain and potentially an extremely serious medical condition.
After a flight to Vancouver Children鈥檚 Hospital and an all day series of tests, the doctors performed surgery that night. We cannot express our appreciation for the quality of care given our little one as well as her parents. The situation was serious but not nearly as bad as feared.
Sadly, not every 鈥渂lustery鈥� situation turns out so well. For every good-news story, there are so many that have sad endings. I don鈥檛 pretend to understand or explain those situations, I just know that when those contrary winds batter our lives, I depend on what someone else penned: 鈥淛esus Christ is no security against storms but He is perfect security in storms. He鈥檚 never promised an easy passage, only a safe landing.鈥�
Are you currently being buffeted by life鈥檚 storms? When you can鈥檛 understand, He鈥檚 still there.
鈥淔or He Himself has said, 鈥淚 will聽never聽leave聽you聽nor forsake聽you.鈥澛�
