It’s a rainy, thundery, split-the-sky-with-lightning kind of day today. Flash flood, thunderstorm, even tornado warning alerts are blowing up my phone. It’s a little crazy. We are hunkered down, ready to go to our safe room just in case. And staying in close contact with friends.
The internet and cell phones are wonderful things in a stormy time.
One of my best friends has often told me that one of my greatest strengths is in knowing that “this too shall pass,” during any difficult or heart-wrenching time. Nothing lasts forever, and eventually the clouds do clear. Then we rebuild. And go on.
That is true, whether it is the storm outside or inside. External or internal. Eventually, it must pass.
Having battled depression before, I realize that is a little different. That is a gray that does not pass, and a storm that rages inside us. For that, we need more than a temporary umbrella or a few moments to pause and reflect. I get that.
But mostly, the storms of life come and go. They should not surprise us in their existence, for we know they will happen. We can anticipate and plan for them, creating safety nets for ourselves with friends and family and coping mechanisms.
And, blessedly, we can rest in the knowledge that they pass. Sometimes storms leave permanent reminders of their rage – consequences of bad choices, or a loss that will never be recovered. But the actual rage and power of the storm? It passes.
Genesis 9:15-16 tells us of God’s promise, that the storm will pass and the earth shall not be wiped out. “I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth.”
This too shall pass. Hunker down, ride it out – and then watch for the rainbow.