Last weekend, I had the pleasure of attending my church's annual picnic. The day was going along great. It was sunny, but not too hot. I was not sweating bullets like I usually do. The whole day I was thinking to myself, this is a great day for a picnic! As we were fellowshipping and enjoying great food, watching the kids play, and just all out having a wonderful time, there was a mighty rumble from the sky. Rain came pouring down instantly with force and everyone except my son and his pal raced under the shelter. The sun disappeared behind mighty storm clouds. Usually, I love the rain, when I am at home snuggled under my covers sleep, but on this particular day I was frustrated. The rain was ruining a perfectly good picnic! Later that evening when I got home, as I reflected on the day's activities, I thought, well although it rained we still had a shelter and truthfully, I didn't get wet that much at all! I thought about Jesus and how He covers us in the midst of the storm. While the rain was pouring down, I remained dry with the occasional splash that I brought on myself or that others brought in. And it made me think about life and when tough times come. I thank God for being my shelter in the midst of a storm. Yes, you may take some tough blows through the storm, but the blows are usually a result of you trying to fix your situation or you allowing someone else in to try and fix you, hence the occasionally splatters of rain I did feel that day. During the storm, just stand and let Him do what He does best. And then I thought about my son and his pal and how although it was raining they still embraced it. They were soaked, but they were so happy! I think of the verse in James 1:2, "My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials," just like my son and his pal did that day. My dear sisters, look for the lessons God gives us through everyday situations. I thank God for the lesson he gave me!
