The sun’ll come out tomorrow…

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there’ll be sun
Just thinkin’ about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow till there’s none…

It’s been a roller coaster few days. Last week we saw the twisters destroy Granbury and Cleburne, Texas. Jan and I have a friend that lives in Cleburne and her home was destroyed by the tornado that ripped through her subdivision. I saw a picture of her house on weather.com. There wasn’t much left of it. Her husband and two sons, along with the dog, had ridden the storm out in a bathroom. They emerged from the rubble, miraculously, without a scratch. By Saturday they had rented a home and were in the midst of picking through what few belongings they could find. “We’ll bulldoze the house and start all over. We can’t salvage any of it.” It seemed surreal when we heard the news on Saturday. First the explosion in West, TX, then the tornadoes just south of Ft. Worth. Then came Sunday.

Sunday brought destruction to Shawnee, OK. Lots of homes, lots of people displaced. Dark skies, torrential rains, swirling winds. Then came Monday. Another day of destruction, this one more powerful than the others. We have watched the news reports and heard the stories. 18 miles long, over 200 miles an hour, 2 miles wide, more than $1 billion in damages. Lives lost, but much better than expected, if you could even say that, as if one wasn’t more than enough?! The fear of the storms and the outbreak of more caused schools to close on Tuesday across central and north Texas, and activities were cancelled. Luckily, yesterday only produced lots of rain and some hail.

I’ve seen destruction. I’ve experienced first hand great loss. Tornadoes, floods, fire, hail, death. It comes in many forms. The crisis of the moment captures you and you don’t know what to think. You don’t know where to turn, what to do, where to go. Fear captures you, your mind goes blank. Then reality begins to set in. Loss. Destruction. Grief. If these words don’t capture you and send your heart racing just a little bit, then you have been lucky and have escaped the powerful experiences that are in life. Or you are young. And these moments of destruction always seem to come without a moment’s notice. You are never really ready for that split second when life changes forever.

Psalm 46 speaks to these experiences. It is in the midst of destruction that we find the words, “Be still, and know that I am God.” Be still. Know that the sun will come up tomorrow. There will be another day. There will be comfort and support and encouragement. It may come through a word from God, it may come through peace that passes all understanding, it may come through a meal provided by the Texas Baptist Men Disaster Relief. But whatever it is, ultimately, it comes from our Lord Jesus. Be still. Be comforted. Be aware of God’s presence through the power of the Holy Spirit.

This storm will pass. The sun’ll come out tomorrow.

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