As the name of my blog indicates, I spend a lot of time thinking about home. Of course, my Heavenly Home is the one that is eternal, so that’s where I need to lay up my treasures, and that’s the one I’m striving for. But in the meantime, I have been given this tiny piece of the here-and-now—this home on the edge of town, this family, this neighborhood—in which to serve Him. And, though this is in the earthly realm, I want the things that happen here to be investments in the Heavenly realm.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Sunday Snapshots: After the Storm

Here in the East, the weekend was dominated by an uninvited guest: Hurricane Irene

On Saturday, we prayed and ate (too much!) and watched movies and waited for Irene to come and go. 

Saturday looked like this...


But by Sunday afternoon, it was a different world!  Hallelujah!  (We count ourselves among the fortunate who never even lost power.) 

On Saturday morning, I heard my husband singing this old song...
Till the storm passes over,
Till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky,
Hold me fast, let me stand
In the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe, till the storm passes by.

This storm has passed.  But, as long as this world continues, there will be others. 

It is the same with the "storms" of life.  They come, they pass, there is a reprieve, and then there is another. 

There is only one place of absolute the hollow of His hand. 

*~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

 The eternal God is thy refuge,
and underneath are the everlasting arms.
Deuteronomy 33:27

1 comment:

  1. So glad you and your family are safe, Cheryl. We were blessed with only minimal damage, our thoughts and prayers are with those who had so much devastation.
    e enjoyed sitting on the porch watching scenes like these as Irene was leaving our state.

    This old song brought back memories of hearing my grandmother singing it. I always enjoy hearing my dh sing, he is such a happy person and sings a lot.
    Your photos are beautiful.


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