“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” maybe – but also season of storms! Today is a brief respite before the next bank of storm clouds roll in and let rip with rain and wind.
I confess I enjoy storm. Maybe it comes from being born and brought up on Scotland’s rocky — and very stormy — north-eastern coast. As a child, I loved to watch the wild waves soar white-plumed into the air and then crash back over the harbour wall.
Suffolk doesn’t do rocks the way Caithness does – but it does bear the brunt of the North Sea too. and on Friday afternoon I treated myself to a brief visit to a very stormy Southwold. I needed to walk my angst out!
Back today, for coffee at the Pier cafe with my husband this morning, the view is completely different. As am I. And it reminds me that life’s storms are also temporary and — if we’ll let them — short-lived.
Trusting God to hold our hand and never let go, we can face the storms of life – and the autumn and the winter too. As Psalm 23 puts it (and I need it in the Authorised Version, the way I first learnt it!):
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.”
And Jeremiah 29: 11 (NIV this time): “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.”
So if you’re currently going through storms, reach out for the comfort God offers and hold fast to hope!