Some Rainy Weather

It's been a rainy week or two. Those little drizzles that come along in life that leave you feeling cold, damp and miserable!
Mike, my hubbie. left on a two week business trip; my pre-teen son has been very...pre-teen; spiritual warfare has stepped up with my mission trip to Ethiopia coming up; the heartache of being married to a wonderful man who does not love Jesus has been intensifying; juggling mothering, church work and my photography business had been tiring and then I get the call from Marshall Hospital that my mammogram wasn't normal.

Fear came knocking at my door. And my hand went to the handle to let it in. The Jesus came to my rescue - just like He says He will. It came in an unlikely way. I took a meal over to a friend who had just had surgery, and her daughter gave me a painting she had made for me. It was a beautiful rainbow. I didn't think anything deeper than how incredibly sweet this young girl is until I was emailing a friend about my week, and I told her it had been a rainy week, but I had my umbrella up (actually I was hiding out under God's!) and I could see a rainbow. Suddenly it hit me! God had come to my rescue and given me an assurance that he was with me and I did not need to fear.

I wonder if Mrs. Noah got scared every time it started raining after the flood. It had never even rained before the Great Flood. And now, as she got used to this new weather phenomenon, did memories of the flood come racing back every time it started to drizzle. Did she think she was going under this time. Perhaps that's why God gave the rainbow, as a sign of His promise the He would never allow the rain waters to over take the earth again. He was with her.

So as I smiled at my rainbow painting I knew God had told me not to fear. Yes, it was drizzling a bit, but He was with me and I did not need to fear. His perfect love casts out fear. So fear did come knocking and Jesus told it that no-one was home.

Living in the safety of His love,
Sam