Monday, September 05, 2016
It's funny how I was just listening to a talk on Jesus in the middle of the storm bringing his interior reality to bear on the exterior reality. Here I wanted to get away from the stress for a day, and I unwittingly drive closer to a major storm.
There's something about storms that excites me. I don't know if it's from growing up in Virginia Beach and living through some direct hits and near misses, or if it's just the way the wind in my face exhilarates me. I just know that hunkering down with oil in my lamp and something to keep me occupied as the storm rages outside makes for a somewhat pleasant experience of what can be scary otherwise.
God is my refuge. I hunker down in Him. With the Holy Spirit to guide me, my lamp will not be blown out nor run out of oil. This kid will nap in the boat and let Jesus keep his hand on rudder.