After the Flood

It’s raining, which in itself isn’t all that marvelous. It rains a lot in Houston, although more often than not, it doesn’t rain so much as spits at you. Dry ground, dry plants, and somehow you’re wet. It’s gross.

We don’t have that issue today, because a front is moving in and bringing cooler weather with a ton (metric) of rain. That means today is my first day as AP where I have to deal with “weather pick-up” in the afternoons (what happens when the kids can’t stand outside?), with traffic incidences (don’t know about other places, but Houstonians cannot handle driving in rain. Or sun. Basically, they can’t drive), and with increasing amounts of sick kids (at least four with the flu already, and they’re dropping like flies). It’s a bit chaotic, but certainly not the end of the world.

It’s really easy to get overwhelmed with the way things are today. You start to notice all the little things going on around you, and the big things, and then you turn on the local news, and read about the chaos abroad…and the next thing you know, you’re in a closet with a tinfoil hat and a baseball bat. As they say, when it rains, it pours, and globally it is POURING right now. Things are crazy.

My confidence comes from the fact that today will end one of two ways: either tomorrow comes or it doesn’t. It has nothing to do with my ability to manage carpool, defeat cancer, teach effectively, cook dinner, pray, change Declan’s diaper…nothing. I get the chance, when I wake up, to make the best of each day, and hopefully that includes managing carpool well, teaching effectively, cooking well for my family, and keeping my son warm/dry/happy. If I cure cancer, that’s a bonus. But if I don’t…if I make mistakes…tomorrow will come. And I’ll try again.

After the rains, the sun will shine, and then the cycle will start over again. The one constant in all this? Jesus. After the rains, before the rains, during sunshine or hailstorm (literally and figuratively), He is our Rock and our Redeemer. So don’t stress out about today…take refuge from the storm in His shelter and face tomorrow with the confidence He provides.

After all, its just a little rain.

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