It’s good to keep an eye on the sky, both literally and figuratively because unexpected danger can strike at any time. I just stepped onto the deck to get a feel for the morning. Rain! That’s the feeling in the air although right now, not a drop is falling. Somewhere in the darkness of trees, an early bird is singing. A brisk breeze blows the bridal wreath bush, and a clump of jonquils, like a spring bouquet nods yellow heads, agreeing with whatever they hear in the wind.
Clouds make it a dark morning, but more clouds will be moving in. The weather man said we have a chance for severe storms. Let’s hope not. We people in tornado alley are like a flock of chickens, busily pecking at insects and worms, but keeping one eye on the sky for the possibility of a hawk. We, the chickens; tornadoes, the hawk. Vigilance is the key word to enjoying spring.
About forty-six years ago, a tornado tore through the north part of Tahlequah. It didn’t do a lot of damage, just the roof of a lumber company, but the amazing this was, the tornado happened in January. Weather pretty much is its own boss. It goes where it likes, does what it wants to, and we just have to be prepared.
We can keep an eye out for dangerous weather; we can listen to the news and be prepared for many possibilities from other directions, but sometimes, things happen for which there is no preparation.
Unexpected things happen, even when we do our best to be prepared. A dear friend just emailed that she and her husband lost someone close to them early this morning. This was unexpected and shocking.
We have no control over so many things. We can plan for the future, be aware of dangers and pitfalls, and still tragedy strikes. “Man proposes, but God disposes” (Proverbs 19:21). Faith and trust in an all-knowing God comforts and gets us through some pretty tough times.
As the wind continues to bring in dark clouds from the south, we go about our usual activities. We watch, we listen, we pray, and we hope. God’s mercies are new every morning.
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