Oceans for emotions: A shelter in the storm
Jan. 27, 2012 at midnight
Updated Jan. 26, 2012 at 7:27 p.m.
By Elaine Wheat
"For Thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy, and a refuge from the storm."
- Isaiah 25:4
Fishing over a shallow shell reef was paying off pretty well.
As I strung one trout that slipped down my stringer and rested next to the redfish I had caught a few minutes earlier, I glanced up and saw storm clouds gathering across the bay but headed my way.
I thought I could get in one more cast, but I stopped in time to think a very important question, "Where are the fish going to go when that storm hits?"
Being an old fisherman, I knew they would "high tail" it out of those shallows and head for the deep water to make their home in the deep, safe harbor.
I think it is so nice of God to give, even the fish, the wisdom to run home to avoid the storm.
Then I thought "What are you doing standing out here in the way of a storm, Dummy?" I, too, ran for home, my safe harbor.
Dear Lord, thank you for giving all of your creatures, me being one, the instinct to stay out of storms. In my life, I have foolishly tried to ride out storms many times instead of avoiding them. Forgive me when I sometimes forget to go to my God, when the storms of life are raging and stand by you. Thank you, Lord, for always being my safe harbor.