Read: Isaiah 54:9-17
“All your children will be taught by the Lord, and great will be their peace.” Isaiah 54:13
As I read Isaiah 54:9-17 today, the rain was pelting so hard against my window and the thunder clapping so loudly that I don’t have to imagine what worry Noah felt when the doors to the ark closed with a thud and a mere man heard wet and wild fury on the other side! It sounds like that in State College, Pennsylvania today. And I’m worried. I worry for my menagerie of barn animals. Is the barn flooding? Is sweet Kanga, our mini fainting goat who is struggling with a bout of lameness, able to make her way to shelter? Will one of my horses slip in the mud?
How storms—especially the emotional and spiritual ones—test our faith and rattle our foundation. Doesn’t matter how big (a child starting the school year with a frightening health diagnosis) or how small (a child having trouble making friends at the beginning of the school year), as moms we can be consumed by the storm at the expense of the peace God means for us to know. Each of my three children is facing mini-storms right now, and I’m worried. One is facing overload and stress like never before. Another is having a hard time finding a solid friend to share life with. And then there’s the one struggling with a life change. I just don’t like storms when they impact my children.