RIDING in a STORM

This morning I woke up with

a Heavy Cloud of sadness

as I reviewed friend after friend

who was in crisis.

 

 

 

 I WANTED to rescue each one.

I WANTED  to take their pain away.

 I WANTED to put the Sunshine back into their life.

I WANTED to hand them a never ending supply of JOY.

I was even willing to take the pain on myself and off my friends.

 

 

 

 BUT, I am not God!  

(Bet that surprises ya, hey?......ha ha)

 

 

 

I have learned SO MUCH from the 'cloud time' in my life,

and so glad that I walked thru it. 

 

 I learned about GOD, and I was able to learn about MYSELF. 

 

  I need God, and with HIM, life is a WIN-WIN. 

 

 So who do I think I am,

having the desire to rob them of learning from God!  

 

My desire was VERY SELFISH!

 

 YET STILL my heart aches for them.

 

 

GOD SHOWED ME SOMETHING TONIGHT....in a STORM!
 

 

My hubby and I were on our motorcycle riding home from visiting my sister, about an hour away.  Clouds looked dark ahead.  We started out without our rain gear, for it was not raining....but the WIND was very strong.  It was actually TOO strong for my comfort.  I felt the bike was riding on an angle due to the wind.  I was hanging on, where I usually do not hang on.

 

GOD began to show me this is LIFE

here on Earth. 

 

I was not alone.  I was with my husband who loved me.  HE was driving me HOME. All I had to do was ride along, even though the wind battered me, the clouds were ominous, the rain was pending, but we were heading home TOGETHER.

 

Soon my hubby pulled over and he got out the rain gear for me to put on, and we started out again.  The rain came, the wind battered me, I clung on ,wishing we were in the car, or already at home.  My hubby kept moving forward.  Both of our shoes filled with rain water, but for the most part we kept dry.

 

FINALLY, the rain calmed down, the roads were more visible and I was able to relax more.  I watched the lightening  and heard the thunder, but we kept moving forward.   Finally we pulled safely into our driveway and I got off.   My driver had not been stressed at all, he said "That was a good ride."   I looked at him in disbelief.  Were we not together the entire way?  How could one 'LOVE the ride', and the other one 'Totally Uncomfortable'?

 

Everyone has their own personal ride thru life with Jesus.  He is driving.  We voluntarily got on the back by faith in HIM.  He drives and we have choices....to LOVE the ride, or be totally uncomfortable at what we see or feel.

 

Either way....we end up HOME.

 

I would rather go thru life ENJOYING it, then wishing I had not gone along in the first place.

 

Do you understand what I am trying to say?