October 30, 2012
The Winds and the Waves
It goes without saying that Hurricane Sandy will be disruptive, but
maybe the disruption isn’t all bad news. I can see the storm stopping the plans
of some terrorist, thwarting robberies, and cooling down gang member activity.
From a spiritual perspective our East Coast friends and their extended families
across the nation will spend this next week on their knees praying. During
a furious storm on the lake the disciple’s boat was taking on water, but Jesus
was sleeping. “The
disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us! We’re going to drown!” He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he
got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm. The men were amazed and asked, “What kind of man is this? Even the
winds and the waves obey him!” (Matt 8:25-27 NIV)
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Gail;
-----I heard on the news this morning there has been some dozen and a half or so deaths in this storm and lots of flooding and damaged property. I sit here pretty comfortable at my desk with a good cup of coffee writing to a friend. Yet there are now many, many folks who are suffering the loss of loved ones and homes and businesses and such. And none of us see Jesus calm this storm, though we know He could if He would. To read of His waking in the boat and calming that storm which He was in, but not this one we're in, tempts one to wonder if He might be a touch narcissistic. Especially when the storm's blowing apart much of your stuff.
-----This life is not about being fair. So I can take another sip of my good coffee and am able to only sympathize with or ponder what grief others are now not being able to escape. And I agree with you that much good is being done by the same storm wreaking havoc. As I put my coffee cup back down I pass a thought easily to the storm currently blowing my stuff apart, too. It is no less real than is Sandy. Neither is it just spiritual, nor simply emotional, nor merely metaphorical. We all live in the heart of a raging storm to which we are so accustomed we most often think things are pretty peachy. Nor does Sandy make it pale in comparison. Actually, it makes Sandy pale.
-----Of the greatest good tragedy does for me is its driving my mind off to search for a more sound perception of reality, a more fundamental view of the way things truly are. I’ve learned that nothing can be appreciated fully without awareness of its opposite. I know you’re familiar with the concept. Although hell might be currently prepared, it is not yet occupied. So, except for those unfortunate souls who have physically passed into spiritual death, this life is next to as low as it gets for now. It is full of destruction; stuff rusts and rots all the time; even the proper use of stuff wears it out more. Thieves are always scoping it out and sometimes making off with it. And what I consider about as bad as it gets are those town criers to whom the dissemination of news and information has been entrusted lying to us through conniving teeth. Consequently, even the cultural fabric which partially flows through each one of us is spoiled with the rot of deceit. And I compare this very real hurricane of fraud and treachery and natural destruction to the righteousness and peace and joy and perfect love in the complete truth of heaven. This storm drives me to feel heaven's reality because I can, because it is, that is, if I start doing its kind of things in these strong winds. I know there are more tangible good effects of Sandy to which you refer, but I can not think of any more real, more sound, more strengthening. For unlike Sandy, Jesus will calm this storm. Then we all who’ve remained in Him will finally experience what no storm at all actually feels like.
Love you all,
Steve Corey
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