Hurricane Season

 I know it's a real phenomenon, but what's up with hurricane season?  Six months out of every year there's a weather condition so bad that it destroys homes, businesses and even lives.  Every year!  And these people continue to live in these places?  It's kind of like saying, "Ok, everyone, just a reminder that Godzilla season is coming up, so be on the lookout for a large T-Rex-like creature roaming the countryside seeking to destroy everything in its path.  Oh, and be sure to stock up on food and supplies."

 I don't have to move to the Southeast to experience a hurricane.  I'm living in one right now.  From the car needing a new transmission, a dog requiring teeth removal, a son desperate for help with a long writing assignment for school, a daughter requesting advice on finding the perfect man, a husband traveling across the country for work, to starting a new company, filing tax forms, getting business licenses, serving at church at o'dark hundred, learning to paint in the hopes that one day it can be a potential source of income, all the while living with a chronic health condition that gives me less hours in the day to get things done than I'd like....whew.  Out of breath.  It's hard to breathe in a hurricane.

And I'm supposed to be the glue, the hub that my family revolves around; offering wisdom, comfort, and perspective.  How do I do that when everything is swirling around me so fast that it's hard to focus on any one thing?

Then I see it.  Blue sky, sunshine, light ahead.  The eye of the storm.  Fighting my way out of the swirling mass, I head to the center and look up.  And He's there waiting for me.  It's calm here, quiet, peaceful.  He offers me wisdom, gives me comfort, and puts everything in perspective. 

Finally, I get it.  He's the glue, the hub that everything revolves around.  And, while I can show others the way in, I'm not designed to be the center.  He is.  And as the hurricanes of life move through, I need to move with them, keeping a weather "eye" on Him.