Still in the Storm
Starting this blog was more of an item to check off my to-do list, never would I have thought that I would have content to share two days after my initial post. I thought this more of a "LA thing", but here I am. Still a Kansas girl with plenty to talk about.
Sunday church is pretty important to my family and I. We go every week, at the same time, sit in the same back row... in the same order... in the same seats. Lots of comfort in this. What wasn't so comfortable for me this week was the message. Titled 'Still in the Storm', this message was particularly written for me. What made me even MORE uneasy was returning home, hugging my Dad before brunch and him saying "Maria, I think that message was for you". Now that just plain freaked me out.
A day later, I rallied my three siblings up to drive to our grandparents house to stay the night. As school is approaching and my departure is slowly creeping up behind us, we have been spending more time with them. It has been absolutely incredible to see old pictures of old family, laugh loudly, chat about everything and eat Grandma's amazing food. I got to sit in their ginormous backyard quietly on multiple occasions, and I sat there in awe of the peace. Little birds flying back and forth, the cool air making the trees sway, the pigs (yes, pigs!) next door with their quiet oinks. In these hushed moments, I heard God remind me to be still in the storm.
The title both of the sermon I listened to on Sunday and this blog post is not a complaint. It's not a "Dang it, we're stationary in this storm" like there's no escaping it. Stuck there forever. It's a "Be calm in the storm". God was reminding me to be peaceful and calm in the midst of heartbreak, big decisions and friends moving away.
As we advance into August, things get a little more hectic and panicky.
Don't forget to be still in the storm.
Take heart and remember that He is God, and you're not.
Trust in Him.
Xoxo,
Rylee
Sunday church is pretty important to my family and I. We go every week, at the same time, sit in the same back row... in the same order... in the same seats. Lots of comfort in this. What wasn't so comfortable for me this week was the message. Titled 'Still in the Storm', this message was particularly written for me. What made me even MORE uneasy was returning home, hugging my Dad before brunch and him saying "Maria, I think that message was for you". Now that just plain freaked me out.
A day later, I rallied my three siblings up to drive to our grandparents house to stay the night. As school is approaching and my departure is slowly creeping up behind us, we have been spending more time with them. It has been absolutely incredible to see old pictures of old family, laugh loudly, chat about everything and eat Grandma's amazing food. I got to sit in their ginormous backyard quietly on multiple occasions, and I sat there in awe of the peace. Little birds flying back and forth, the cool air making the trees sway, the pigs (yes, pigs!) next door with their quiet oinks. In these hushed moments, I heard God remind me to be still in the storm.
The title both of the sermon I listened to on Sunday and this blog post is not a complaint. It's not a "Dang it, we're stationary in this storm" like there's no escaping it. Stuck there forever. It's a "Be calm in the storm". God was reminding me to be peaceful and calm in the midst of heartbreak, big decisions and friends moving away.
As we advance into August, things get a little more hectic and panicky.
Don't forget to be still in the storm.
Take heart and remember that He is God, and you're not.
Trust in Him.
Xoxo,
Rylee
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