THE LULU CHRONICLES
The message is always the same. God says, I am with you. I am with you. I am with you. As our neighbors to the east uncover their heads this morning, I pray they are ever reminded of this. The storm that ravished them through the night still is wreaking havoc with rains and floods. Lives have been lost. Lives have been saved. But, God did not leave them. He did not duck for cover. He did not run for the hills. He stood His ground right beside them in whatever room, attic, closet, rooftop they huddled, He was there.
That is a message hard to grasp during a storm, whether the storm is literal or figurative. “If He’s there, then why didn’t he do something?” we say as we shout and shake our fists heavenward. I’m not wise enough to answer that question for you in any scholarly manner. All I know is that when we hurt, He is the first to weep. He is the first wrap his arms around us. For some reason, we’ve fooled ourselves into thinking that if God loved us; he’d never allow anything bad to happen to us.
Does the word Cross ring a bell? Did He not love His own Son? Of course He did. Yet, look at the sorrow and devastation that ended His life. No, bad things happen to good people. It’s called life. God put life into motion with the instructions to find our way home. Of course He didn’t leave us alone to wander in the desert, so to speak. He has given us a Light to follow. A Shepherd to guide. A Shelter when it storms.
Darkness does come. Sheep do get lost. And storms do rage.
His promise is that He will stand with us no matter how wet, torn, crippled, weary, broken, or lost we become. He will place one hand over our hearts and the other around our shoulders and will lead us home.
However, home isn’t here. The Home awaiting us with slippers, a cup of hot chocolate and a warm blanket is a place where storms nor death no longer have power. Until then, we must set our eyes on the Light. Grab on to the Shepherd’s staff… and walk on.
I am with you. I am with you. I am with you.