Calming the Child

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IMG_5049He who He who forms the mountains, who creates the wind, and who reveals his thoughts to mankind, who turns dawn to darkness, and treads on the heights of the earth—the Lord God Almighty is his name. Amos 4:13 NIV

Sunday morning I awoke to the sound of the wind gusting and branches smacking our metal roof. I hate storms, particularly anything involving wind or lightning. When I was a child, a tree had fallen on our house. Even though I had spent the night with my grandparents, who lived down the road, that accident created a domino effect of events that changed my life forever. 

As the wind howled and prevented my return to Dreamland, I prayed and asked God to calm the storm. And if He wouldn’t do that, then would He please calm this child. 

For the next two hours, my mind drifted to my current WIP, the previous day’s activities and the week ahead. For the most part, I didn’t focus on the wind until it picked back up again, then I repeated my prayer. 

These gusts of wind are nothing compared to storms others have endured, but they caused anxiety and sleeplessness in me. For me, for that moment, the wind was troubling. God heard the whispers because the wind died down at times, and I managed not to dwell on it. 

Wind can be cool and refreshing on a hot summer’s day. Or it can be devastating and wreck havoc. Even the strongest tree can crack if the wind is strong enough. 

My friend Dee (Delores Topliff) wrote a great post on our group MBT Ponderers blog a couple of weeks ago called Lessons from Aesop, talking about how adversity allows us to lean on God. 

God stays constant, never bending or breaking. And no matter how small or heavy are the wind gusts in our lives, He hears every prayer, every cry of our heart. Sometimes we may think He can’t hear us, but not only has He heard, but He’s at work calming the storm…or the child. 

Your Turn: Does howling wind comfort you or keep you from sleeping? How to you handle adversity in the storm?

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  1. Jessica R. Patch

    I love this verse! It’s so comforting. I enjoy storms and sometimes I like to open the garage door and sit out and watch. It reminds me of God’s amazing and soul-trembling power. Of course, I’ve never had a tree fall on my house either so…

    A beautiful post, Lisa. I loved it!

  2. Roxanne Sherwood Gray

    “… not only has He heard, but He’s at work calming the storm … or the child.”

    Loved this!

    For awhile, I lived in a mobile home. Boy, the walls were so thin, I could sure hear the wind howl!

    Prayer and reciting Bible verses sure help calm the storm in me.

  3. Patricia Bradley

    When I was a kid, I love the energy in a storm. Trees bending in the wind, lightning flashing, thunder booming. It was exciting. Not so much anymore. I’ve gone through one tornado and more than a few lightning storms. Now, I’m like you. Lord, calm the storm or calm me, please.
    And I love that verse, too.

  4. Jeanne T

    What a beautiful post, Lisa. Years ago, I did a special music song at our church called, “Sometimes He Calms the Storm,” and the line that followed that in the chorus was “Other times he calms the child.” Isn’t He so faithful to protect us through the storms?

    When the wind picks up around our house, it howls. If my white noise isn’t loud enough at night, I find myself awake through at least part of the storm, trying to calm my mind and asking God for protection.

    I am learning to handle adversities and storms by bringing this hurting child to my Abba. Leaning into Him and journaling to understand where I’m at and hearing what He wants me to take with me into the storm. Because the truth is, He doesn’t usually take the storm out of my life, but He gives me what I need to walk through the storm well, holding tightly to His hand.

  5. Fawn Weaver

    Oh, the howling winds. I’m learning to lean into them and allow the winds to go where they may and enjoy the dance created by the movement. The storms are always temporary and remembering the past and how far I’ve come always puts the current moment in perspective. I absolutely love this life and am enjoying every minute of it (just leaning into it :)).