I think I'm a human weather vane. All night Monday, I tossed and turned from a racing heart. The intensity increased with each hour after waking from a fitful sleep. It was like a fist clenching my heart. And, no matter how I positioned myself, I could not rest.
So what does a mother do? She does a prayer walk around her house of course.Our teenager was in her room, check. Hopefully, sleeping and not chatting with a friend on her Ipod. Oldest was home from work, check. Hubby was snoring away in our room...so what was the deal anyway, Lord?
The red alert feeling increased in spite of my glass of water, a run through of my "peace" scriptures, prayer for people on my mental list...hm. Heart attacks run in my family. What were the symptoms of heart attacks in women again?
The last time I had experienced a sense of impending trouble like this I soon found myself in my car racing to my daughter who had been in a serious car accident. A reckless woman had T boned her and left her stranded on the road after hitting her. Miraculously, my daughter walked out of the hospital that day with "just" a strained neck. One of the EMTs that drove her there said if she didn't have her seatbelt on she would be dead or seriously injured.
When the sun finally peeked through our bedroom window the next morning, I was exhausted, cranky and not ready for my busy schedule. Hubby got up to dress for work and prayed for me...Finally, I started to drift away only to be snatched from sleep with a nightmare.
Usually I head for the bible and my quiet time to start my day. This morning I headed for my cellphone and facebook account for some reason. When I looked at my notifications, a friend had posted this comment~ "How are you doing? Inbox me when you have time."
Thank you Lord. I'd been praying for a friend to talk to. Well, the poor woman got an earful of the restless thoughts I'd been entertaining all night. We extraverts need to pour out in order to made sense of it all.
My youngest took one look at me when she woke up and said, "Mom you never just sit and do nothing. Ever." Really? You know how your family knows you better than you know yourself? "Why don't you go upstairs and close your eyes for a little bit."
After working on a project in my office, I took a power nap. "Something" told me to turn on the news. The news reporter was broadcasting a cell system heading our way. Here in Northeastern USA cell systems tend to mean a severe thunder storm or hurricane. This cell system was fast becoming a cyclone. Twenty minutes later a funnel formed over the city where my husband works about fifteen miles west of our house.
A quick conversation with hubby assured me he was okay. But, now, the meteorologist informed us that the funnel was headed in our immediate area. So the girls and I parked our cars away from trees and prepared our home for the storm. We brought in the porch chair cushions and waited. Reporters relayed instructions on how to stay safe as we watched the progression of nature's beast track towards us. When it soon became clear that we would be in the path of the monster, my youngest went upstairs to fetch her stuffed animals and blankets (sh, don't tell her I told you)for a "watch" in the basement.
The tornado alert sounded. Huddled together in the sublevel of our residence, my oldest cracked a joke..."can we form a prayer circle for my car?" We prayed and huddled in the basement waiting for the havoc to start. Scenes of Kansas -esque spinning barns, cars and dogs named Toto came to mind.
A friend called to check in on us and I half listened while the wind grew to monsoon proportions. Air rushed through our duct work lining the ceiling.
Pinging sounds of hail and rain announced it's arrival. Gale force winds drove buckets of water against the house with enough intensity to send water pouring in.
Just at the moment our house should be lifting off the ground, the oddest sensation filled the room. Do you know that sense of security in a potentially catastrophic situation? Pure peace. And it wasn't the eye of the tornado either.
I'm not kidding you. After the sleepless angst filled night, my heart was completely flooded with total and perfect peace. How does it happen? When the peace that passes all understanding falls on you in the middle of a storm? It's all God.
The tornado that blew into our lives this week was powerful enough to slice through full grown mature tree trunks. Yet, as I swept the rain water off our back porch I could only marvel how He hears us and sweeps away our fears and anxieties even in the midst of life's unexpected disturbances.
As I stood back and admired my handiwork, I noticed that the force of the rain had cleaned my porch as effectively as a power wash. Good job mother nature good job.
Ephesians 3:20-21 God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.