Life is a shipwreck but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats.
As parents feel for their children,
God feels for those who fear him.
He knows us inside and out,
keeps in mind that we’re made of mud.
~ Psalm 103:13-14
We had an emergency at school once. We had to evacuate the classrooms and sit in the halls. At that point it was the 90’s, and portable video games had not really caught on. So each class sat with their teacher in the hallway until the emergency passed. As the school librarian, I was instructed to float, in case a teacher needed relief, or there was a child that needed to be brought to the nurse.
I noticed many things that day, but the thing that stood out in my mind was a second grade class that was entranced by their teacher. What started out as a group of whiny, scared students turned into a group engaged in playing games, telling jokes, singing in the hallway. The teacher was steeped in the art of dealing with disaster, calming kids, road trips, crowd control.
That day I saw a new side of her. To the faculty she was often gruff, caustic, reclusive, but that day, she became a heroine of mine. The kids weathered the storm and went home in a much better state that so many.
This Orlando storm is beyond tragic, it was an act born of confusion, denial and out right hatred. I still work in an elementary school. This week’s heroine was our school secretary whose husband made rainbow ribbon support pins for the staff with simply one word hand printed on each one: Orlando.
It is a “touch stone” for prayer, a beacon of support, a message for those who may not understand the whys, but they understand sadness.
Though it is against human nature to go to praise in the time of storm, lifting the victims, the shooter, the families of all to the Lord in song and prayer certainly fits this emergency.
Lord, help us to bring our joys, our sorrows, our disasters, our heart’s cry to you as we praise you in this storm.
Praise You in the Storm
Because of Him,