No today’s meditation is not about the unusual amounts of rain everyone seems to be having this year, unless you are literally “underwater.” No let’s talk about the “storms” that enter our life at always the worst time. In the words of Elizabeth Fitzgerald when “All Hell done broke loose.”
When these storms appear, and they always do, your mind, your heart, your soul, can exercise its greatest power over itself by calmly yielding our great trials to God and simply going about the routine tasks at hand. My grandmother was this way. When it seemed that the world was crashing down around her house she took to the kitchen saying, “Somebody is going to be hungry, we still have to eat.” Wm. Channing said, “There are seasons when to be still demands immeasurably higher strength than to act. Composure is often the highest result of power.” Hemingway wrote, “Courage is grace under pressure.” My grandmother understood that when everyone was shouting gloom and doom, her calling was to exhibit calm and serenely return to the task she felt God assigned her to do. She always showed “grace under pressure.”
We all like to think we are in control, we are in charge, but we will face those moments when it will take all the power we can muster to calm our passion and to throw off the load of dejection. When those storms arrive, when your dearest hopes are withered, and the temptation is great to wallow in wasting grief, consider the quiet discharge of your daily tasks and let God discharge the rest.