Mixed Moss

I’ve been doing some soul-searching with this whole Hurricane Rita thing, you know?

I mean, why do I get so anxious and frightened about this kind of thing? I’m a Christian; I shouldn’t. I mean, God has promised that works all things to the good for those who serve him, and has demonstrated several times that he is bigger than storms. So either he was telling the truth and he will work all things to the best, or he’s just putting us on. And that, of course, is just patently absurd. So why do I get so frightened? For goodness sake, he even sent a rainbow right before the hurricane hit.

And another thing. Is it ok to thank God that the hurricane didn’t hit Houston, when it means that it did hit some poor sap in Port Arthur? I’d like to think that I would give thanks in every situation; that I would give thanks if the hurricane hit Houston after all, or if the church building or Tom and Amber’s house had been wiped out, or if I had lost my possessions, or if I had been terribly injured. But aren’t I more prone to ask God “why” first? I know I am. I am quite the whiner.

We sang a song in church this morning that I really liked. Here it is. I know now what it means to have God’s faithfulness keep me through the night. I woke up several times in the night during the storm, as is my habit even when there is not a storm; and there were times that were pretty scary and I don’t know how I had the peace of mind to fall back asleep.

Psalm 92
by Casey Corum
It is good to give thanks to the Lord
And to sing praises to Your name
To declare Your lovingkindness
In the morning
(repeat)

And Your faithfulness
It keeps me through the night
And Your love that never ends
It is my rock

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