Have I mentioned I’m not a fan of tornadoes? They scare me. They always have. From the time I rode in a car as a girl following a huge storm to hearing alerts recently? Yep. They strike that cord of fear in my heart.
Clouds had filled and then darkened the sky for the past few hours one recent day. I had taken one of the boys to a doctor’s appointment. While there, my phone signaled that we were under a severe thunderstorm warning.
I live in Colorado.
This is not uncommon.
I dropped said boy off at home and hurried to fill a prescription for him.
It was while I waited at the pharmacy that things became frantic.
I received a text from a friend staying with us saying we were under a tornado WARNING. Not watch.
My heart jolted at those words. We hadn’t actually been under a tornado warning in years.
My first instinct was to forget the prescription and rush home. My two boys were there, along with my friend and her daughter.
Our county is one of the largest in the state. I wondered where the tornado had been sighted. Where the storm was. Sure, we had clouds overhead, but nothing ominous like the warning indicated.
Thank goodness for weather apps. As I read the warning, and checked the map, the worst of the storm was to the southwest of us.
As I paid for the medicine, one of the boys called me. Panicked. Begging me to come home. Right. Now.
The funny thing is? I understood his stark fear. I did.
But I had information he didn’t have. Yes, it was remotely possible that storm would head our way before I made it home. But it would have had to move impossibly fast.
But my boy? All he knew was that we were under a tornado warning. And I wasn’t home.
I paid for the prescription and hurried home. There was that niggling fear shimmering in my spirit, but my head told me I would be fine.
We would be fine.
I wasn’t even out of the car before my son shot into the garage to drag me inside the house.
Sometimes, storms will hit us hard. We might get the warnings that they are coming. It’s then that we have to make a choice.
Too often, I’ve chosen to react in fear when that call comes saying they need to re-do a test. Or that something might be wrong with one of the boys. Or my hubby. Or that the job is on the line.
What I’ve learned is that fear is not my only choice.
Because I have a Father who loves me. He’s given His word to hold me steady. Just like I had that app to verify the big picture—the storm wasn’t close enough to bring a tornado our way—God’s word shows us the big picture.
He is in control. Most of the time the worst case scenario doesn’t become reality.
But sometimes, yes, it does.
Truth is: even when the worst case possibility becomes real, we have a Father walking through it with us.
Yes, we will feel fear, but we don’t have to succumb to it. We will probably worry (because let’s face it, most of us do at least a little bit of this). But we don’t have to stay stuck in that place.
When the worst happens, we have Someone who loves us. Someone who will direct our steps. Someone who is never surprised when life’s storms hit us. Hard.
We can choose to look to Him.
To trust Him.
To rest in Him.
He is our quiet place. Our calm place when the storm rages all around and within us.
For us . . . the tornado warning did pass. We had lots of lightning, thunder, and much-needed rain.
And God kept us safe.
Sometimes we worry because we don’t know the full picture.
What we must remember is that we are cared for and loved by the One who sees it all.
What about you? When have you seen God guide you during unexpected storms? What is the kind of weather or physical force that most affects you?