Blue-black clouds chewed up the sky. From my office window I saw a small spider clinging to it’s dragline blowing wildly in the wind. It looked so tiny against the backdrop of the storm, it’s situation so perilous in the rising wind.
Do you feel like that little spider sometimes? I sure do.
Here are 3 things I’d like you to remember when you’re struggling through a storm…
1. draglines are lifelines
A spider doesn’t have big muscles. It trusts the tiniest of threads, it’s silken dragline, anchored firmly and spun with purpose.
You and I have a very personal lifeline, our faith in Christ. We are anchored to a God who does not move.
“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.” Hebrews 6:19 (NIV) Stability and security. The assurance of safety through every storm.
Remember this: Your Savior is unshakable.
2. draglines give hope
Storms always break. And in the wake, everything is refreshed.
“Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5 (NIV) Hope always shows up even when a season of pain feels unending.
Our storms aren’t meaningless. There is fresh strength for each new gust of wind and a promise that every storm will eventually pass.
Remember this: There is hope for a new tomorrow.
3. draglines are dependable
Spiders don’t flail or panic, they simply hold on.
What a lesson for us. “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God…” Isaiah 41:10 (NIV)
No wild scrambling, no frenzied worry. Just a calm spirit grounded in the eternal truth that we can count on the Lord to guide us through the darkness by his power and strength.
Remember this: Simply hold on to Jesus.
When life howls around us with uncertainty it’s easy to feel like we’re hanging on by a thread. Let Jesus be your lifeline dear friend.
Praying for you,
rhonda
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As usual, beautifully written reminder 🩷 I had an image while wrestling with an impending storm – I was standing on a dust path, right at the fork where it divides into two. My feet were concreted with uncertainty, frozen with fear of a wrong choice. I stretched out my neck and strained my eyes carefully down the length of each path, searching. A voice spoke from all around me, softly, “What are you looking for?” I replied, “The right path.”
“How do you know which is right?” The voice inquired.
“I’m looking for signs of Him. Then that’s the only path I want to take.” I sighed heavily.
“Hmmm.” Came the voice now right beside me and I felt a touch on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear, “I am not on either path. I am standing right here with you and am with you whichever one you choose.”
I cried. It still didn’t help in that moment make a choice, but it did settle my anxiety for the moment. I guess he knew I needed to know that more than I needed a firm answer in which way to go…
This post reminded me of that whisper. Thankyou 🩷
That is a beautiful picture Ang, Jesus with us no matter what. xo