God’s Word for Today: Hail
Isaiah 32:18-20 My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest. Though hail flattens the forest and the city is leveled completely, how blessed you will be, sowing your seed by every stream, and letting your cattle and donkeys range free.
I have been witness to some rather tremendous hail storms in my life. What might start out as pea size, barely harder than fat raindrops, suddenly turns into baseball to softball size blocks of ice that rip through your windows and makes Swiss cheese out of your roof. Not to mention every living plant and animal that fails to have cover from the calamity.
I remember one particular hail storm that changed my overall outlook on life. I believe it was the summer of 1976. We were in the middle of harvesting wheat. That evening, we had just completed the harvest on Grandpa Carlson’s wheat, and moved the combines to our fields. It was a very good wheat year. Yields of 60 bushel per acre were common. This was going to be a good year.
As we started in on our beautiful field of that year’s income, a storm began appearing from the west. We were able to cut one truck load of wheat, move the combines out on the pasture grass, and head for the house. I don’t remember the exact timing of everything. I do remember getting everything put away and standing in the house as the storm hit. Hit is too gentle of a word for what happened next. Hammered would better describe the next few minutes. Windows were broken, a garden was destroyed, trees were stripped, and nothing good was happening. Then, all was quiet and dark.
The next morning, we went to survey the damage. Our beautiful wheat crop was mowed to the ground. It looked like someone had spent all night destroying every head and scattering every kernel on the ground. To me, it was give up time. Wheat harvest was officially over. Dad was very quiet. Payday was not going to come around this year.
A few days later, when the ground had finally dried out enough, and after Dad had installed a “pick up” reel on our Gleaner AII combine, he silently pulled back into our wheat field and started the process of recovering what I deemed as nothing. 3 weeks later after completing what should have been a 3-day task, we actually had some wheat stored in the grain bins. Final tally revealed a yield of 10 bushels per acre. Far short of the original 60 bushel per acre potential, but 10 bushels more than I would have ever predicted.
I learned the lesson of never giving up. I learned that even with devastating results from the storms of life, there is still potential for rewards. I learned that “giving up” was not an option. I learned that talking and complaining about the hard knocks of a hail storm serve no good. I learned to quietly start picking up the pieces, fix the broken, nurture the damaged, and make the most of what is handed to you.
Today, know there are going to be storms in life. Some are going to be terrible hail storms that try very hard to break you. These hail storms literally and figuratively can be so disheartening at first, one can never see any possible way to overcome. God promises you something different. He doesn’t promise a lack of storms. He does promise protection. He also promises that if you keep the faith, if you persevere, if you quietly start to rebuild and harvest, He will bless you more than you will ever envision at the time…………………….
Prayer: Dear Lord, why do severe storms with hail exist? But, I thank you for your protection. Forgive me for becoming disheartened and wanting to quit. Help me today, to start gathering the pieces left over from the hail storms of my life. Only through your promises of blessing to come, am I able to see past the devastation. In Jesus’, who is The Protector in all of life’s storms, name I pray. Amen and amen.