Storm

Is a storm coming your way?

Notification of an advanced nature
A crackle of thunder, a flash of lightening, off in the distance and yet close enough to stir warning signals, pre storm alerts of what might be rolling this way. A glimpse, a glance, an unbidden thought yet to be captured and understood, these have their own build in notification of an advanced nature, they are parts of a story yet to be told, of perhaps a storm yet to roll in.

Soulful sinew clawed and marked
Nature has its own rules. Wind can whip and tear apart with unseen hands, and brute force, limbs of magnificent girth, from ancient deeply rooted, and sweep the sky trees. Humans have the same force of nature capacities, with thoughts and words ripping and shredding the soul of another invisibly, soulful sinew clawed and marked. Inside a storm, there is intensity and committed passion. The storm does not hold back, it lets loose and lays bare, all that attempts to stand before it, it taunts, Try to stand, try to resist me, you haven't a chance. 

Taking shelter is a naturally protective urge, and yet there too, the wind can blow and claw, finding the hidden. A whisper of wind can turn into gale force, with sometimes little to no warning. Nature does not consult with man, it is not made to explain.

Looking for shelter, weathering the storm alone
Now let's look at the hissing whisper of doubt, lies that stir up a soul to question and distrust, ultimately misleading two or more so that each look for shelter separately, weathering the storm alone. The aftermath of storms great and minor, can look about the same or completely different. Clean up may or may not be required and the sun, well it does what it has always done, it comes out and with its rays, says today I dawn anew. 

Coming out of hiding into the light, destruction can look like a well needed pruning, and an opportunity for much needed new growth and renewal. Storms serve a purpose, and we all must weather the storms of this life, which brings me to:

And when he was entered into a ship, his disciples followed him. And, behold, there arose a great tempest in the sea, insomuch that the ship was covered with the waves: but he was asleep.  And his disciples came to him, and awoke him, saying, Lord, save us: we perish. And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm. But the men marvelled, saying, What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him! (Matthew 8:23-27)

A storm can be a "direct and violent assault on a stronghold". I leave you to ponder what this means in your life.