Dark eyes wide with fear.
A week of powerful storms had taught well the lesson of what was coming after the warning to "seek shelter immediately."
For the first time, though, it was just we two.
In the basement.
Huddled.
Waiting.
Seeking to distract, the words of songs learned that week in Vacation Bible School spilled out.
One song, two songs, three songs as the storm raged above.
Small fingers again reached out.
A gentle pat this time, not a clutch.
A small face looked up.
Calm.
239. Peace during the storms.
240. A child who knew you once (so there is hope she will again).
241. The first steaks of the season sizzling on the grill.
242. Butter dripping from fresh corn-on-the-cob.
243. A husband who once again is enjoying the fellowship of Christian men.
244. Being someone's "blueberry muffin."
245. Baby goats wanting their chins scratched.
246. A perfect window for a remodeled church.
247. Silliness between girlfriends.
248. Running into old friends and talking forever.
249. Tulips bobbing in the breeze.
250. Joy that has no reason but You.
7 comments:
Jesus does calm our fears doesn't he? sandie
Beautiful, Stacy. Oh, I love those gifts He gave you...especially that butter dripping off corn...yum.
What a beautiful testimony of God's goodness! What a wonderful mama to lead your children to have faith in the midst of the storm...
Praise God you were all safe...
Peace. Tornadoes are nasty things. Joplin was my hometown. So hard.
I just love your lists, Stacy! The tulips bobbing in the wind...butter dripping off of corn...the smell of steaks grilling....makes me visualize the goodness of life!
Beautiful! I pray that she would still know that He is where she can find peace in the storms! Love you, Stacy!
He calms the storms and gives us peace. And corn on the cob--yum! Enjoyed reading your list!
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