As I put my kids to sleep each night, I sing them "their" song. I choose a song for them when they are born, and that becomes their own special lullaby- just for them. Tonight as I rocked little Izzy and sang him his song, I thought about the words in a way I never had before. The song says "clouds will rage-- storms will race in-- but you will be safe in my arms. " As I sang the words I sing every night, I thought about why I chose the song. Little Izzy has a rough road ahead of him. My biggest concern is the world and how cruel it can be, and how people will sometimes forget to see beyond a disability, or even an appearance. I wanted him to have reminder that no matter what, I would be there, and he would be safe in my arms. The words took on a different meaning to me tonight, and I began to think of our Father in Heaven. I am sure he feels the same thing. He has sent us into a storm. We are watching it rage all around us, and it has left it's mark on each one of us. In the storm of life we may have lost loved ones... we may have lost some of our earthy comforts... we may have lost our health... But we have not lost what is most important. We have a Father who loves us, and he will never leave us to be in this storm by ourselves- Just as I would never leave my little children to fight the trouble of the world on their own. We have to face the wind. The rain may lash at our faces, and we may think we can not stand any longer. But our Father is just a prayer away. Although He may not remove us from the storm of our trials, He can wrap His comforting arms around us to hold us up, guiding us through the storm until the sun breaks through the clouds.
