Am I the storm?

Fate whispers to the warrior,
“you cannot withstand the storm.”
The warrior whispers back,
“I am the storm.”


When I came across this quote, it really struck me as a powerful way to combat the fear, doubt, worry, anxiety and sheet exhaustion that goes along with the battle with cancer. While I’m not the one with the horrid disease, when cancer strikes, it affects the entire family. So to read this quote seem like it would be empowering, right? We look fate square in the eye, lean in close and, with an antagonistic smirk, declare we are the storm.

I don’t know about you, but left to my own capabilities, I am anything but the storm. In fact, left on my own, I tend to struggle to stay afloat in the pity puddle created through worry, fear and anxiety. And closely related to those are the ugly cousins of resentment, irritation and impatience.

Left on my own, this is more what I tend to do.
I would hasten to my place of refuge from the stormy wind and tempest. ~Psalm 55:8

No, as much as I would like to identify as a warrior who can confidently take on what may be considered the lies of Fate (or the Devil in some quote variations), I cannot do it alone. I am wonderful at talking the talk, but sometimes walking the walk is a completely different story.

I need the rest of the army….and let’s throw in some marines, navy seals and air force fighter pilots as well. And let’s make sure the commander is one worthy of taking on the brewing storm.

Your right hand, O LORD, is majestic in power, Your right hand, O LORD, shatters the enemy. ~Exodus 15:6

That ideal Commander-in-Chief would be the one who not only has the power to create the storm, but the one who also is sovereign over the storm.

And behold, there arose a great storm on the sea, so that the boat was being covered with the waves; but Jesus Himself was asleep. And they came to Him and woke Him, saying, “Save us, Lord; we are perishing!” He said to them, “Why are you afraid, you men of little faith?” Then He got up and rebuked the winds and the sea, and it became perfectly calm. ~Matthew 8:24-26

And that army of warriors? Those would be everyone who has come to our aid in prayer. And, we have awesome prayer warriors…from here in our church to across the country…and jumping across the pond as well. Without these intercessions, I assure you we would be feeling more overwhelmed and lost than we already feel now.

Some days I feel strong and fearless in the eye of the storm. But then there are the days when I feel like a single drop just might drown me. Lately, some complications have arisen that are testing both our patience and resolve. And, I can confidently say I’m somewhat terrified. And, there are many nights after he’s asleep where I find myself feeling overwhelmingly sad that there’s a chance all the plans we’ve made for the future just might never happen.

So, am I the storm? Not hardly. But when I’m aligned with the one who created and has the power to calm the storm…and with those who know how to use the powerful weapon of prayer…and the mere mortals in whose hands we put our health care….

…we can become the perfect reciprocal storm.

Playing along with others over at Peabea’s Pictorial Tuesday.


Be careful what you wish for.

This could be it.

Batteries? Check.
Generator? Check.
Dog food? Check.
TP? Check.

Milk? Check.
Bread? Check.
Cheese. Check.
Chocolate? Check. Check.
Wine? Check. Check. Check.

My trifeta snow storm could be on its way. The freezing fog on our cedar trees shown here from a few days ago may have been the first hint.

The forecast is for freezing drizzle changing to sleet and ice later today. Rush hour most likely. After the ice has wreaked havoc on driver’s cars and nerves, the snow begins…ushered in by 15-30 mph winds with gusts to 40mph. And then it snows for 24 hours. Straight.

Not even Entrepreneur will be able to keep up with the driveway plowing when it hits fulls stride at 2 inches per hour.

And this is not just a snow storm. The weather guessers are calling it a SNOWMASS. With blizzard warnings and white out conditions.

Translated, that means it’s a “get-your-ass-off-the-road-and-stay-home” snow of 15-20 inches before it’s all finished.

As I look out my office window, the parking lot and streets glisten. The cars are already encrusted with a a thin sheet of ice. Those on the roads later will be faced with some tough travel.

Of course in my perfect storm, everyone is off the road. All pets are safe an warm inside. Other animals are holed up someplace away from the danger. Homeless folks are safely in shelters. But I know that’s not always the case.

So be careful out there. Check on your neighbors. Bring in the pets. Feed the animals and birds. And when it’s finished, let’s all do what we can to help those that didn’t fare as well as we did.