Friday, 25 October 2013


Save me, for I am yours; I have sought out your precepts. The wicked are waiting to destroy me,
but I will ponder your statutes.  To all perfection I see a limit,
 but your commands are boundless. Psalm 119:94 -96

As I sit here typing this the clock is ticking, the old church year is just 4 weeks from drawing to a conclusion.  Yet there is another, more immediate deadline looming. A storm is currently due to hit England and Wales on Sunday evening, with risk of damage to structures, trees and power.  Already we have taken down the washing line, brought indoors chairs and other paraphernalia left over from the summer, including the paddling pool.

We found the 4 legs from the garden table lying on the patio halfway up the garden where we discarded them, with no sign of the table top.  We suddenly realise we do not know when we last saw it. Did it blow away during a previous storm?  We have no idea!
The clock ticks on. Life continues. We shop. We cook. We eat. We sleep. Waiting for the storm to hit.  Knowing that there is absolutely nothing we can do to stop the forces of nature.  Hoping and praying that the jet stream will be diverted, and the threatened havoc will not happen.

We have this expectation that life will go smoothly, that God will hide us from all danger under a big pink fluffy blanket.  It doesn’t work like that.  God will be there in the storms with us. He gives us the Holy Spirit to be our comfort and guide, helping us to chart our way through good times and bad.  We can turn our backs on him, or turn to him.  It is our choice. 

My thoughts at the moment are very much with those known to me, who are going through the storms of life.  Who are currently facing situations that they never would have chosen. Even if not totally unexpected, the impact is still devastating, as they face the reality that the landscape of their live may be changed irrevocably. 

I then turn my attention to the financial and political woes of my country.  The rising costs of running a effective health and social care, providing services and security and the riding tide of dissatisfaction. Yet I know there is no easy solution to the troubles of this or any nation.

My prayer is that the storm will alter course. 
My prayer is for peace for my troubled friends, and that they will have the strength to hold on until the storm has passed.  
My prayer is for political leaders with vision and compassion.   
My prayer is that this nation will turn to God, to the guidance his word gives us for good living.