Storm After Storm

You finally figure out the call God has placed on your life.

You start following His lead.

Your start praying over that call and your future decisions.

And life magically falls into place.  Everything goes smoothly.  Relationships thrive, the budget works better than ever before, cars stop malfunctioning, your children listen wonderfully, and open door after open door falls into your lap leading to a thriving ministry fulfilling the mission you were called to…..

Um….no.  Not even close.

You finally figure out the call God has placed on your life.

You start following His lead.

You start praying over that call and every decision you make.

And things start to fall apart.

Spiritual warfare is a real thing, a very real thing my friends.  And this voyage we are on is full of storms – some small and some hurricane force.  Sometimes the enemy is just doing his best to get us to fail.  Other times, God allows those storms to grow us, molding us into what He needs us to be.  And that process hurts, the growing pains are real.

We are currently in the midst of growing pains.  It feels like every way we turn, another storm is there – thunder booming, lightning crashing, 90 mph winds beating against us.


There are days I want to give up.  I want to just lay down and let the enemy win, allow my flesh to respond the way it wants to and throw in the towel on whatever it was God called me to in the first place.  Like Jonah, I want to run the opposite direction.  It isn’t worth it.  The task is too daunting and the road to get there too lonely and toilsome.  I would rather spend my days in the belly of the whale – safe from the storms that are threatening to flood my soul.

But instead, I will batten down the hatches.  I will place my feet on the Rock that is my foundation and stand firm.  I will not be beaten.  I will not be broken.  I will rise above the clouds, outshine the lightning, and out sing the thunder.  I will face each storm on my knees in the presence of my Savior.  For He is fighting for me, He will make a way.

This storm shall pass.  But tomorrow (or the next day) there will be another.  And another and another after that.  However, HIS power is made perfect in MY weakness.

Today, on my knees, I will embrace this storm and allow Him to move in ways I never imagined.

Thy will be done, Lord.