As inspired as I always am after a Sunday worship, I always wait until Monday to respond to the sermon. The view is always different from Monday. Perhaps on no other Monday would I have said with such certainty ‘What a difference a day makes!’

What I did this morning has nothing and everything to do with stewardship. I did check the time – 4:00am. I did check the property – no trees down yet. But mostly I checked in with family. Two kids home. One kid at college – had an email from the University president assuring me of preparations being made to insure safety. Two dogs safely sleeping. But the husband, well, he was supposed to fly into Dulles around midnight. You guessed it – flight canceled. So he is driving from Charlotte as the winds and rain mount.

I spent 2 hours, 49 minutes and 11 seconds, by my phone’s count, on hold yesterday trying to reach a US Airway operator to see if we could get him booked on a flight that arrived closer to home. No go. “I’m sorry,” the very sincere man with the island accent told to me, “Everything is full or canceled. We just can’t control the storm.”

“It’s okay,” I said, “I only know one man who can do that. Thank you for trying.” The guy chuckled as if he knew this man, too.

That’s the thing about storms. We can’t control ’em. We can just watch ’em roll in. And watch and watch and watch. And then gather around us the things that are most important. Because, as the song says,

Sometimes He calms the storm
With a whispered peace be still
He can settle any sea
But it doesn’t mean He will
Sometimes He holds us close
And lets the wind and waves go wild
Sometimes He calms the storm
And other times He calms His child

5:26am. Just got the text. My husband will be home shortly. I am feelingespeciallygrateful for such a simple thing: everyone is safe and accounted for.

I pray it is so for you and yours today. Peace, in the storm.

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