Every week I see uncanny parallels to what is going on in our world today.
This week I'm reading about the brother of Jared and his family, who are crossing the ocean in barges they built themselves, and heading for the promised land.
The scriptures say there was a "fuious wind" blowing upon the waters, towards the promised land. It says they were tossed upon the waves, and many times buried in the depths of the sea. The had a hole in the top and one in the bottom so they could open whichever side was up and let in fresh air. That means they and their kids and their animals must have turned upside down!
They had prepared the best they could. They had made their barges tight like unto a dish to keep the water out. They had all the provisions they would need. They had special lights that were powered by the Lord Himself.
And yet... those 344 days had to be SO HARD!
I bet there were days when they wished for a break. Days they wished the darn wind would stop blowing so furiously!
And yet... it was the wind that kept them moving toward their destination. Even though it felt unrelenting at times, the wind was actually a great blessing. It was exactly what they needed.
Right now the winds are blowing in my life. Some days they even feel like "furious winds." The future feels uncertain. I miss gathering with friends and family. Some of my kids are going through really hard things. Hard for them, and hard for me. Sometimes I feel upside down, and I wonder when things will right themselves.
I'm choosing to trust that they know exactly what they are doing, and that they have a plan for me and my family.
We are each headed to our own "promised land." The Lord knows the way, and He is in control of the wind. If we stay close to Him, He will cause the wind to blow us straight to the promised land.