Where have you been, Suzie?
Hunkered down, my friend. We have been hit with spring storms and non-stop rainy weather these past couple of days. No Internet for this girl, just an umbrella and a boat on standby. (Just kidding. Only a life jacket.) The picture is an actual picture out my back door.
I spent the weekend with family and was reminded of the storms of my childhood as I talked with my beautiful siblings.
Sometimes it is only when we’ve been out of the storm that we realize how calm the waters are. . .
How much God has done, how much He has healed, how much peace has replaced the craziness that used to rage.
And it makes me grateful. So very thankful.
Because it is then that I realize that it’s not about my hard work or intentions, but about the gentle touch of a Savior who takes us to safe harbors. He speaks to the storms in our thoughts. And the waters become still.
So as I sit in this small cafe, the dark clouds swirling in the sky, I rejoice in the calm, deep waters that come from being His girl.