Birdnest Picture taken in
Talladega, AL at the home of
Christy Bell, Author.
I’ve been watching a robin making her nest on one of the eaves of my house. She took great care in building the nest. I often wonder how it holds her and the eggs perched so precariously on the narrow ledge. Last night a terrible storm came through our area. High winds knocked down power lines and trees. All through the storm I worried about that nest holding its precious cargo. I fully expected it to be destroyed or taken by the wind. But, this morning, when I got up, the nest was still there…the mother robin resting faithfully, not a bit bothered by the storm.
These last few weeks have been tough. Worry and fear plague us. The Coronavirus is a storm we didn’t see coming and one that has shaken us to the core. It reminds me of an episode in the life of the disciples found in Luke 8. After a full day of teaching the crowds, Jesus asked his disciples to take him across the lake. A terrible storm came up suddenly while Jesus was asleep in the back of the boat. The wind roared and the waves crashed sending water flooding into the boat. The disciples were terrified. “Master, Master,” they cried. “We’re going to drown!” Jesus spoke to the storm, and the wind and waves became calm. I can imagine him shaking his head as he spoke his next words: “Where is your faith?”Like the disciples, I want to cry out to God in the middle of this storm, “Master, don’t you see? Don’t you know what is happening?” Then, quietly, I hear God speak, “Where is your faith?” Didn’t Jesus know from the beginning that the storm would come? Didn’t he trust his Heavenly Father to see him through as he slept peacefully in the back of the boat? Psalm 107:28-29 says, “Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed.” Even when the disciples were faithless, Jesus stilled the storm around them. His presence was with them all the time.
His authority and power ever present. There was no need to fear. The Maker of the Wind was with them in the boat. Thank you, Heavenly Father, that you are always present with me. Thank you that you hear my cries of distress and promise to calm the storm around me. “How priceless is your unfailing love! Both high and low among men find refuge in the shadow of your wings.” -Psalm 36:7
Christy Bell, Freelance Writer