Stopping The Storms

As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him.
Suddenly a violent storm came up on the sea,
so that the boat was being swamped by waves;
but he was asleep.
They came and woke him, saying,
"Lord, save us! We are perishing!"
He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?"
Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea,
and there was great calm.
The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this,
whom even the winds and the sea obey?"  Matthew 8:23-27


Don't you wish you could calm the storms in your own life?  Just hold up your hand and say, "STOP!" and all the craziness around you just ceases?  

Our home life is pretty calm.  We usually don't have drama at our house and we all try to keep it that way.  I sometimes have my own little dramas like when I think I'm doing the right thing by wiping out my computer history, only to discover I can't get back into my blog to type the next article.  
Or that lost earring I wrote about the other day?  Apparently it jumped out of the section of the jewelry box it was in and into a little pouch containing another piece of jewelry.  Had I not opened that pouch to look what was in it, I might not have found it.  Thank you St. Anthony!
My daughter had a health scare recently.  In my heart, I knew she was fine, but sitting in the little room with her, waiting to see the doctor, I started feeling anxious.
Or the day when I discovered I was overdrawn on our checking out.  I never do that.  Never.  Fortunately I went to my bank web site and discovered it.  Still got charged and received a stern warning email, but you know, it happens.
This is nothing.  This is little garbage.  When I get caught up in my "stuff" I remember that there are those that are dealing with children who have life-threatening illnesses or elderly who they have to take care of 24-7.
Or people who have been out of work and are about to lose their home.  That's the big stuff.
So when I find myself in a drama-like state, I remember those who are handling things much tougher than a lost earring or an overdrawn bank account.  And I tell God I'm sorry and I pray for those who are truly suffering.
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  • Every suffering we receive from the Lord is a gift. Think about this. How is gold purified? In the crucible! You put the gold in, turn up the heat to incredibly high intensity and it burns off all the impurities. Same for steel. How do you strengthen steel? Heat it up! Similarly, we are purified by our trials and sufferings. They are gifts from God as He purifies us! It also helps us prepare for death by making us not so attached to this life. It's all good...in the long run! :)

  • In reply to Augustin58:

    You have me when you mentioned "gold." ;-)

    Always a pleasure to see your insightful comments!

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