In The Atlantic Community
Welcome! We had a doozy of a storm in the Atlantic community the night before Memorial Day. When I started my afternoon walk blue sky and sunshine beckoned. But about a mile-and-a-half from home I heard rumbling. I thought someone must’ve dropped something heavy into a truck bed. Then I heard it again, closer this time. I turned around and looked toward the southwest. Uh-oh. Steel sky and fast-moving clouds loomed. I often bring my umbrella on walks, but I forgot it that time. I was in trouble. The clouds were moving fast, and I was afraid I’d get caught in a lightning storm.
I quickened my pace, but even walking all-out I knew I’d never beat the rain. I started praying, “God, please don’t let me get struck by lightning!” Just before it started to pour I saw my husband driving toward me. “Thank you, Lord,” I breathed. We pulled into the garage just before the sky opened up. I’ll bet we got four inches of rain.
Life’s like that sometimes. We start out on a course that seems perfectly safe. Then, without warning, danger approaches. Maybe you remember my close call last summer while mowing? Maybe not. I’ll refresh your memory.
Long story short, I got too close to the ditch while driving my riding mower. I jumped off a second before it rolled into the ditch. This may not seem like a survival story, but God really protected me that day. The west side of my yard is a sheer drop-off, except for the last ten feet or so. If I’d rolled backward at any other spot I would’ve broken a bone at best and my neck at worst. God let me lose control in the safest spot.
Neither scenario seemed dangerous at first: Walking and mowing on sunny days hardly sound adventurous. But both turned scary mighty quick.
God protected me from injury in both cases. He doesn’t always do that. Sometimes he lets us get soaked in storms or stuck in ditches. Maybe he does this to remind us that we’re not such hot stuff. We need him every moment of our lives. Or maybe he does it to draw us closer to him.
Either way, whether he rescues us from danger or lets us struggle, God’s just a prayer away. 1 Thessalonians 5:17 reads, “Pray without ceasing.” (NKJV) I interpret this as engaging in constant conversation with God. This takes practice. Everything from long intercessory prayers (praying for other people) to quick, “Lord, don’t let me fall in the ditch!” prayers count. God hears every word. I’m glad Someone always knows what’s coming, and has the solution figured out.
Fallowfield United Methodist Church is hosting Vacation Bible School from June 19 through 23, from 6 to 8 p.m. Please tell children in your family and neighborhood to join us.
Have a wonderful week. Blessings!