Life storms hit in summer when we might be thinking of slow, sunny days.
Like a storm’s high winds that twist and tear down trees or branches, friends and family have lost loved ones. A business associate’s wife passed away. A beloved uncle of a friend has passed. An aunt who loved to garden suddenly passed after planting flowers on a sunny Sunday afternoon. One of my husband’s favorite authors has passed away. A cousin has passed. Some storms allow time to prepare, many do not.
A large injured turtle was attempting to make it across a busy road while we were on our way to church. Blood oozed from part of its body. Alert and kind motorists stopped to allow the turtle a safe passage across the road. The turtle’s wounds were visible. People’s wounds may not be visible. Wounds of emotional and mental storms aren’t easily visible. Wounds of bordering homelessness or financial distress aren’t necessarily obvious.
Storm survivors may be looking for someone to help soothe the pain from the loss of someone dear to them. They may be looking for a somebody to hold a hand to help them get through dark clouds of distress. Could one of us be a somebody to help? Could one of us somebodies provide comfort?
There will be storms. Surviving summer storms is easier when caring people step forward with an umbrella to help.
“There is a balm in Gilead, to make the wounded whole, there is a balm in Gilead, to heal the sin-sick soul.” The words are from the African-American spiritual, “There Is a Balm in Gilead.”