The Early Morning Storm

The predawn storm outside awakens me as maple tree seeds beat against the bedroom window like arrows at their target. The wind howls as the trees bend in protest while trying to stay rooted in the ground. I don’t want to be caught in the whirlwind of what’s going on outside because inside I am warm, protected, and at peace.

Though my body aches for more sleep, my soul craves this time alone. In these sacred moments of the early morning, I reflect on how today is a new day. What happened yesterday is behind me. The only certainties that carry over from one day to the next are God’s promises. Sometimes I wonder if those promises are meant for me, but the truth is, they are.

The disturbances outside may try to knock me down, but when I look to my Savior, I find joy and peace deep within my soul, no matter the chaos around me. I don’t need to search for Him; He is always with me, even when it’s hard to see Him. I filter out the feelings that can be daggers to my heart and let His protection keep me grounded.

As He beckons me in these quiet hours, my heart warms with the awareness of just how much I am loved. There is no storm too violent to keep me from Him! My focus needs to stay on what’s happening inside rather than the storm brewing outside.

xo