God’s Word for Today: Downpour
Yesterday afternoon, was an adventure.
I am blessed most days to be able to ride my motorcycle back and forth to work. That is, when the under engineered piece of Chinese two wheeled resembling rubbage and proving untrustworthy aggravation installer of profanity some call a motorcycle, is actually road worthy. Those days are filled with sunshine, perfect riding temperatures, and a never ending awe for the beauty of Paraguay.
Yesterday did not quite fit that picturesque version of happiness. While at work, the flood gates of heaven opened up and like it or not, this section of subtropical bliss received an overabundance of rain. Somewhere in my acquired vocabulary (I believe from my neighbors and good friends) the term “turd floater” became appropriate. Actually, anything smaller than a good size car, could have been swept away by yesterday’s rain.
But, after a while, the downpour had subsided, and a nice make you sleepy type shower continued. This happened to be when it was time to exit work, and head home. “No problem”, says I. Having been caught in many a rain shower via motorcycle, and always managing to survive the discomfort, it was time to press on.
I received several offers for a ride via weather tight automobile. But, due to my Midwest farm, “I can do it myself”, upbringing, I respectfully declined. My coworkers and newfound friends just shook their heads and chalked it up to another “crazy Americano” ideal.
Within less than 2 kilometers of my decided journey, I realized my stubbornness was knocking on the door of stupidity. This was not a light sprinkle; it was still a downpour. Include numerous cars passing me at close to the speed of sound and multiplying the accumulated moisture exponentially, we soon had a drenched and chilled down motorcycle rider.
By the time I arrived home, the only thing dry was my backside that had clung to the motorcycle seat. And, one foot. For an unknown reason, one boot performed its intended watertight purpose. I will offer no further comments on the other boot. I believe it came from the same manufacturer as my moto……
Psalm 124:2-5. If the Lord had not been on our side when people attacked us, they would have swallowed us alive when their anger flared against us; the flood would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over us, the raging waters would have swept us away.
How many times in your life have you felt like you were caught in a downpour of not so good? Whether it was your own bad decisions or other events that caused extreme discomfort and stole you joy, the downpour of life tried to consume you. These storms will come. That is life. You will get soaked to the skin with sadness, mourning, sickness, guilt, fear, pain, and emptiness.
With God’s help (see scripture), you will always survive. You will arrive at home. Put on some quite welcomed dry clothes of joy, happiness, wholeness, fulfillment, laughter, and purpose. Then, also with God’s help you can move past the downpour that tried to consume you. And, maybe even discover why that one boot leaked so badly compared to the other………….. Amen and amen.