The thunder is rumbling, flashes of lightening shine through the window. The news has constant warnings of tornados and damaging winds.
We assume our protective role. We quickly get the kids picked up early from school and gather together in our basement.
We are quiet together....snuggled...just listening to the sounds of the storm outside our window. My son drifts off to sleep in my lap while we wait out the storm. As he sleeps, my daughter strokes her brother's hair and sings.
It is as if nothing is going on outside our walls.
It is at this time of sitting in the quiet listening to the thunder roll that I find comfort.
Comfort in knowing that we are safe when so many people do not even have a roof over their heads.
Comfort in knowing that we are together knowing that this itself is a blessing.
Comfort in realizing that Jesus is always in His protective role. He is mighty to save, He quiets our spirits, He comforts our troubles. We may have storms in life, but He is there holding us providing ultimate peace.
Where do you find your comfort?
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort
2 Corinthians 1:3