Sleeping Through Thunderstorms
I am finding the thunderstorm to be surprisingly relaxing tonight. Typically, they are an annoyance, but tonight, as I sit in my cozy apartment, I feel safe in the midst of the storm. It is bittersweet, because in a few short weeks I will no longer call this apartment, mine. I won’t dwell on that tonight though.. because right now, I want to relish in the safety of being wrapped in the arms of my heavenly Father, whilst the storm whips around me. I love that feeling of security. This is very often how the Father shows His love for me. He shows me the storm, and then reminds me that I am apart from it. It’s not that I’m on the outside looking in. I am, in fact, in the middle of the storm. But through his mighty power, I am shielded from the effects of it. I can curl up in a ball in His arms and sleep through it. He loves to let me sleep in the safety of His arms. I am reminded of the many times I have literally slept through sto...