Another Storm Story

After visiting with my mom, painting trim, and copying notes from my real estate course last night, I decided to retire to a bath and study until I got sleepy. The bath went well especially after this long and tiring week. I hurried to get in bed with my notes hoping I would fall asleep quickly because the past few mornings it had been very hard to get up.
I lay in bed with a queasy feeling. I have been feeling rather queasy every night for the past few nights and cannot get to the bottom of it.
Then I heard rain and wind pounding against the house.
Its almost too much to handle. Tiredness, queasiness, and now my fear of storms coming together to rob me of sleep. When the weather really started picking up, I threw my notes on the floor and texted Andy*(who was watching TV in the den.) He was already on his way with a "Its just rain" solution.
I informed him that Glen Burns said we were under a tornado watch. Meaning, conditions were favorable for producing a tornado. I know this stuff down pat.
And on a side note. I probably should have been a weather woman because.. Where are the storm predictors when the storms hit? They're always smiling in the middle of storms, telling us to "take shelter" or "strap a helmet on your kid!" Where are the weather people during these storms? I bet they are sharing popcorn and Hershey's in an underground shelter with no possible way of getting swept away by a tornado..And on another side note.. Is my blogs name a forecast of my future?
I had a point to this story, oh yes, hold on.
So I pulled up the Proverbs 31 blog(I have a button over there to the right) on my phone.
I read the second to last post about fear.
And I read this verse over and over.
John 14:27, "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Let not your heart be troubled and do not be afraid."
I wonder where my struggle between faith and fear began.
One last loud pound of rain and wind, to which I grabbed Andy and said "Lets get in the hall!" He just squeezed me tight, covered my ears, and I forgot about the wind. I thought about the verse, and remembered who was in control.
But to be honest, sometimes its hard to remember who is in control. Rest assured though, He is.



* Texting your husband while in the same house is OK when in a state of panic. Or when you really need a diet coke and you just got in a bath.
Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about!