Do you ever feel like you are in a storm that keeps hitting you hard? Where you know there is a God who loves you and cares for you, but the circumstances constantly try to rob you of your hope and trust? Well, I would love for you to grab and tuck deep into your soul a word that God has been ever so sweetly speaking to me: “Perspective.”
This week I flew on a private jet down to New Orleans, Louisiana for the LSU Tigers (Geaux Tigers) National Championship Game. Man, it was fun! There is just one problem—this Mommy doesn’t like storms...especially when I’m 20,000 feet in the air. So, naturally, when I saw the weather radar turn green, yellow, and red, my heart started to tense up. As we hit the storm and the plane started to bump around, I grabbed the hand of my husband next to me. I clenched it as tight as I could, reminding myself (and God) that I wasn’t finished on this earth yet—I was just kicking into high gear! My heart began to pray for three things: safety, relief, and trust.
And then it was just like that, we popped out of the clouds safe and free. I stared out the window, and the view I saw caught my attention. I saw the storm, but I also saw the blue skies and sunshine surrounding it. Do you know what? My storm was so small in comparison to the beautiful and peaceful wonder around it. It didn’t go on forever. From the place I was now, the darkness was not as dark as it seemed on the inside. It didn’t seem as big and scary as when I was in the midst of it. Right at that moment, the Holy Spirit quickened my heart. It was as if He was right there in that jet plane with me. God began to flood my spirit with His thoughts and they became a soothing balm to the anxious parts of my heart. I began to hear words of revelation spoken to my spirit—“Perspective, Lori. It’s all about your Perspective, my daughter.”
Can I be super transparent for a minute? Would it be okay if I opened the window of my heart and let you into the inner parts of my world? You see, the past few months I’ve been in a storm of grief and anxiety. As good as I am doing, and as honored as I am that God has opened a beautiful door of ministry and hope through my tragedy—I’m still hurt. I still tear up when certain songs come on the radio. My heart aches when I see a pregnant lady and I wonder how big my belly would have been right about now. When I pass by a mommy and a baby I wonder what Lincoln would have looked like had he made it. When I hear infants cry I wish with every bone in my body that I could hear him cry. I long for those never-ending sleepless nights filled with changing diapers and feeding all night—and I feel guilty that I complained about the ones I had raising my other children. Not a day goes by that I’m not triggered. Not a day goes by that I don’t cry. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of my baby. I’m still very hurt.
But Perspective. God does see my storm, but He sees it from a different view. He sees its intensity. He sees how dark it is. He knows how scary it is going through it. But He also sees the blue skies surrounding it. He sees the sun shining on the other side. His peace surrounds every part of my anxious and torrential storm. He is able to sustain, hold, and carry me through the winds that want to ground and destroy me. His grace is sufficient enough that my storm does have an end. My tears will quit flowing, just as the rain will stop falling. And then after all that, I will have sunshine and peace. I will have calm.
If only my perspective during the storm could be the view from the outside. I know some days are going to be hard. There will probably be some moments that I will barely hold it together. Yet my storm is not greater than the God who surrounds it. I pray that my eyes would constantly gaze upon Him. Though it may hurt at times, I pray that my faith and heart would not waver. I hope that my focus will always be that He can and will carry me through.
My prayer for you is that you, too, would not look at your journey from within. Don’t get shaken by the fear and anxiety that wants to bind you and keep you in a dark and scary place. Raise your eyes to the Heavens and know that my God cares for you. My God can bring you out of your storm. His grace is sufficient and his mercies are new every morning. Seek Him with all your heart and I guarantee that you will see blue skies and sunshine again. Your spirit will be strengthened and your faith renewed. The God of the Heavens will show Himself to you. Keep His perspective in your sight and it is going to be a beautiful and incredible moment to behold.
“O storm-battered city, troubled and desolate! I will rebuild you with precious jewels and make your foundations from lapis lazuli. I will make your towers of sparkling rubies, your gates of shining gems, and your walls of precious stones. I will teach all your children, and they will enjoy great peace.”
Isaiah 54:11-13 NLT
“You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart.”
Jeremiah 29:13 ESV
Written by: Lori Johnson
Photo Credit: Lori Johnson