Thank You For The Storm
James 1:2-5“My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, 3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. 4 But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. 5 If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.”
It’s hard thinking about thanking God when you find yourself in tough times. It’s hard to think about praising God for the storm. It’s hard trying to be content in any situation you find yourself. When the world leaves you high and dry it’s time to come to the everlasting well. Jesus Christ is the perfect Lamb of God. Jesus Christ is the living water that washes away the stains that we hold on our souls. It’s time to stand at the top of the mountain and leave all your pain, worry, and anxiety behind. We are weary and we struggle to make that climb, but putting your focus on God instead of the pain help to keep you moving. We are trapped in our prisons. We keep ourselves from rising to our own potential. I have often minimized my own value, and because of that, I kept myself down in the storm, instead of learning to rise above the clouds. Storms are an interesting thing, from the ground you see nothing but the clouds and darkness, but if you rise above, the skies are crisp, and the sun is still shining. How often do we think about God like that in the middle of the horrible situations we may find ourselves? No matter what we find ourselves in God is still above the storm and still making things better since the dawn of time.
I stand here realizing I am in need of prayer. I realize I need to give thanks to a God that loves me so much that for me and my dirty self, I have been washed clean. I often struggle no with external forces, but the internal storm that breaks me down. I often feel empty inside and sometimes wonder why God continues to waist His time on me. I often feel like the clouds rumble as they churn, and smash together causing a storm to rage on. Who am I without God? Who am I to try and walk in this world blind, stumbling around in the darkness? Without God I am dead inside. Could the walls be falling down all around me and still praise the Lord of all? If I try to make my way without the Lord I realize that life is nothing, and death has already found me. I breath, I see, I hear, and I step foot down to solid ground. The light shines into my heart, and living, living is not for the weak. It takes strength to live, strength that sadly so many loose. I have witnessed suicide so often, so many succumb to the demons inside that I cannot help but feel broken deep down. See, the crucible of my own life has made me understand the need to praising God because as much as I may hurt, I know that in an instant things can change.
There was a man from the land of Uz. This man was a Holy man loved by God as the most loyal of all God’s children. Job would face s storm so devastating he would loose his entire family, his entire farm, all his livestock, his health, and his friends would turn on him. If you stop there the story is awful, but Job continued to praise the Lord and refused to curse God. Job showed himself loyal, and a true soldier for the Lord. I have seen evil, and I’ve seen the Devil on the road, but I am free now where I am because I have faced my fear, and I know that I am survived all of that to be here where I am now, serving God. Had it not been for the troubles I’ve faced, I wouldn’t know what all I could take. We don’t curse our teachers for teaching us spelling, or math, or history, we accept school, and what we have to learn. We may not always like it, but we do it. Why then when life tests us we cry like big babies throwing tantrums? Are we not to be tested of the spirit by testing and tempting the flesh? We don’t have to like the trials we face, but would you rather face trials in this life, or be found guilty in the final trial doomed to a real Hell? The choice is simple if you ask me, suffer a little now to live in perfection, rather then live a little more comfortable now doomed to suffer for eternity. It’s not hard when you consider the big picture, we praise God now for helping us realize our true potential, and the true grace and mercy that is Jesus Christ. So, thank you Jesus for the storm, and seeing me through. Forgive me of my shortcomings, and protect me against the attacks of the Devil and this world. Show me mercy and grace when it suits you, but test me when you must. The day will come when I shall give up the ghost, and I know I shall bow before the cross and I pray I would have been pleasing to you my Lord. I pray my mistakes be few and my successes be many. My God you are big and I am not, you are strong and I am weak. My God you are everything and I submit to your authority and let go of myself. Please continue to show me a way through the storm and I shall try daily to be better tomorrow then I am today. Real faith is belief without borders
The Arrow Preacher 