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We had a good wind storm whip through our area on Saturday night. The forecast predicted gusts up to 60 miles per hour. When it hit, I could hear the gust travel down our stove pipe into our wood stove. The tin on our covered porch rattled and the wind chime bashed against the post, all sweet chimes lost in the roar.
Immediately, I filled our coffee pot, tea kettle, and three Mason jars full of water. We have our own well, so when the power goes out, so does our water. I powered down the computer and unplugged it from the wall (I’m never sure I trust those power surge bars).
Then I settled down in my chair with a book. As I read, the rattle of the wind against the windows had me saying a thankful prayer for a sturdy home, a source of heat that doesn’t rely on electricity, and a God who cares about my protection.
Because as much as I believe in being prepared and being stewards over what has been entrusted to us, there is nothing we can do that God can’t undo.
In His hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind. Job 12:10
I find this strangely comforting, because no matter what I do or don’t do, God has it all under control. It’s not a promise everything will be easy or trouble won’t come my way. It’s a promise that I can lean on Him and trust Him to get me through the hard times.
There’s nothing like the howling wind to remind us we’re human at the mercy of God’s hand. A storm reminds me how small I am and how big He is. And as much as I’d like to think different, I need that reminder every now and then.
Because when I remember that I’m at His mercy and grace, and not my own power, I am filled with thankfulness and gratitude that He loves me. Oh, how He loves us. And I’m in awe that we serve a God who is so big He can make mountains crumble and trees topple with a single gust of His breath. Thankfully, neither happened near my home during this storm.
How has God shown you His might?
Melissa K. Norris inspires people's faith and pioneer roots with her books, podcast, and blog. Melissa lives with her husband and two children in their own little house in the big woods in the foothills of the North Cascade Mountains. When she's not wrangling chickens and cattle, you can find her stuffing Mason jars with homegrown food and playing with flour and sugar in the kitchen.