The pilot couldn’t help but remark that God’s handiwork was on display, as he told us we were flying past Chicago, and that we should buckle up. I wondered if I’d just been treated to a taste of eternity.
This morning’s news told a different story about last night’s storm. Tornados, destruction and death cut a large swath across the Ohio Valley.
Perspective changes everything. Glory or gut wrenching agony? Depends on whether you are looking down on the storm or hunkering down just to weather the storm. Seem to remember Paul’s encouragement not to lose heart when our “outer man” is taking it on the chin, because our “inner man” just might be prepping for something incredible. For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison (II Cor 4:17).
A good reminder as I head into this weekend to contend for souls and marriages living on one side of the storm or the other.