Good Wednesday morning! We survived not one, but two hailstorms yesterday. Of course the homes look a bit more um, holy, you might say. Some of us survived just a bit more than others. Yesterday, Jeff and I went up to the golf course cafe for a late lunch, just in time for the hail, rain, wind, and tornado warning. Not the place I would choose to wait out a tornado warning, but God watched over us just as He always does. Hey, praise God the wheat harvest is done. We have much to be thankful for this morning. What else can we put out there to God's glory? Either of the storms could have been much worse. The damage might have been total such as other places suffered this year. The morning is cool for an August day. Burt is on the way home, aaannnd, Jesus is still Lord!
Praise God that our home in Heaven cannot be damaged. Praise the Lord that our treasure stored in Heaven is perfectly safe. I find it easy to look around here and take the damage too much to heart. The plants look so depressing on the morning after the storm. But this is not our home. What we call 'home' is merely our assigned quarters in the field. We live in the Lord and one day He will bring us to a home that cannot fall.
This morning, you may be walking around the house, looking at your car, and wondering how much more of this you can take. Me too. You might wonder if your insurance company will be pleased to send out an adjuster yet again. You might wonder what insurance will cost us next year. God knows all of these things; He does not have to wonder. Find God's Word this morning, even just a verse or two. Ask God to give us all the right perspective. Whatever you have suffered today or yesterday, let God take care of it. Let the Spirit comfort you. The sun is shining and it's a new day!
Bucky
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