A few years ago, while I was in quarantine, I watched a documentary about hurricanes. I was fascinated by the pictures of the huge, swirling storms. The storms were so powerful and so incredibly massive. Footage was shown of trees bending and people staggering. The message was clear—a hurricane could blow you away and destroy your house.
After the show was over, I sat with my chin in my hands and thought about my life. Truthfully, I felt like I had been hit by a hurricane. My illness had stripped away everything I was proud of—everything that used to define who I was. I had to quit my job, stop coaching, stop attending church, stop having lunch with friends. My personal hurricane had swooped down and stolen it all.
As I contemplated what I had lost, I began to worry about my future. After all, what type of future did I actually have? The more I worried, the more fear began clamping down on my heart. Soon, I could feel my stomach churning and my pulse racing. I tried to calm down, but how do you calm down when you’re facing the possibility that there is no hope for you? I felt like the storm that had hit my life had brought utter destruction. There would be no coming back. I didn’t see how I could rebuild my life. I couldn’t even see that I had a “life.”
Suddenly, I felt God’s gentle peace surrounding me. Very quietly, deep in my spirit, I heard Him say, “Get a pencil.”
When I grabbed a pencil, I began to write down what I felt God was saying to me. His words brought tears to my eyes: “There is nothing for you to worry about. There is nothing for you to fear. Why do you think I put an eye in the center of the hurricane? It is to teach you that there can be a measure of peace in the midst of the storm as long as you stay right in the center of my will and move with me. There is nothing for you to worry about. There is nothing for you to fear.”
At that moment, although I didn’t know what my future was going to hold, I knew that God was with me and that I didn’t need to be afraid. Everything was going to be okay.
“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” Psalm 91:1-2