Driving Rain

Hydroplaning – it happens when a tire encounters more water thank it can scatter. Water pressure in the front of the wheel pushes water under the tire, and the tire is then separated from the road surface by a thin film of water and losses traction. The result is loss of steering, braking and power control.

It was raining pretty heavily the other day… And I watched a truck hydroplane seconds away from me as I was driving to work. He slide and spun into the dividing wall that separated us. I was thankful that my kids were already safe at school. Thankful that no one was injured. Thankful that it wasn’t me.

Then, as it always seems to happen, God spoke to my heart. To use what just happened in my physical reality to understand the spiritual reality I was facing. to SLOW DOWN. It’s raining in my world. And not the good, gentle and refreshing rain. But the overwhelming outpouring of battle after battle. The ones where you find yourself on edge… driving, in pouring rain. I’ve been through these ‘valleys’ before, but never this intense. I know He’s leading me to something new but I know my Spirit has gotten weak. I know the driving rain will end, but I can’t seem to see two feet in front of me, so I get anxious. I drive faster. I want to get out of the rain.

But in reality, God has given me the ability to overcome (Psalm 18:32-36) . I just need to slow down. To not let the battle (water) come between me and my relationship with Him. To not lose my traction. To understand that my journey forward may be slow sometimes, but that He will keep me steady. He will keep me grounded. He will protect me. He will bring me through.

Psalms 18:32-36 ‘He clothes me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer and sets me securely on the heights. He trains my hands for war; my arms can bend a bow of bronze. You have given me the shield of Your salvation; Your right hand upholds me, and your humility exalts me. You widen a place beneath me for my steps, and my ankles do not give way.’

Grace for the journey – Jerusha