We are in after the storm clean-up mode around our house. It has been over a month since Hurricane Irma visited our area, but even if the storm passes quickly, the after storm clean-up doesn’t always move along so fast.
The same is true for the storms in our lives. We don’t pick them, yet unpredictably, we find ourselves blown this way or that, by life’s storms. Hurricanes, illness, divorce, family and friend estrangements, even the sudden death of a loved one, are trials and storms this life can bring us unexpectedly.
Clean-up mode from life storms, takes time, much more time than cleaning up after a hurricane.
Early on, survival mode takes over. With a hurricane, we are taking stop gap measures to contact family and friends, get the electricity turned back on and secure damaged property. The real clean-up takes time. We may get our yards picked up and the broken trees rolled down to the side of the road, but FEMA has to contract companies to pick it all up, and when large areas are effected, like half the state of Florida, it just takes time to physically get to it all.
Now that the piles are being cleared, it’s also going to take time for the grass which has been without sunlight pressed down under piles of debris, to grow back. At some point, our neighborhood is going to look nice again. The bare trees will shoot out new growth, the roofs and fences will be repaired, and the brown spots in the grass with grow green again.
This is also true for us, when we experience life storms. Clean-up, healing, doesn’t happen over-night, in a week, or a month, maybe not for years. Yes, I believe in miraculous healing, but, God doesn’t always choose to work that way.
Sometimes…He has a plan for us to grow in new ways, through the clean-up time. Grow in ways that wouldn’t be the same if we were miraculously transported through the storm and the clean-up process, to our new normal on the other side.
I certainly wish I would have understood this better in my younger years. Heck, I wish I had this concept all under control, right now. It probably would have helped me avoid harsh words with my husband this morning, as I grudgingly drug more limbs to the roadside. It certainly might help keep me from being so Weary by Wednesday.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4
The storms of life are never easy, and neither is the time it takes to clean-up and get back on our feet, to the place of our new normal. Thank heavens we have a Savior who walks with us through these seasons of life.
If you are struggling through a rough storm, or the time consuming clean-up process, I would love to pray for you or be there for you.
I appreciate you sharing your Wednesday with me.