Some crazy storms blew through middle Tennessee last week, causing a collective-bit of afternoon anxiety, a few damaged buildings and the death of a Bradford Pear tree in my front yard. Bradfords have a design flaw; thin, fast growing branches and wide leaves that combine to act like a sail in a heavy wind.
A friend of mine was shopping at Hobby Lobby when the worst of the weather hit, and the store was put on ‘lockdown’. They locked the doors, and told the shoppers to hunker down, and Jim thought, “NOT ME!”
He said “I wasn’t going to die in the yarn department. I just ain’t goin’ out like that!! They had the front covered pretty well, so I went out the Fire Exit and set off the alarm.”
We laughed for awhile about the macho absurdity of not wanting the end to come in a yarn department or the craft section, with the epitaph “Here lies Jim, he died in the button aisle at Hobby Lobby.”
Later that afternoon I thought about Jim setting off the fire alarm, and it reminded me of one of my favorite quotes: “Sometimes God calms the storm; sometimes He lets the storm rage and calms His child.” Sometimes the answer to prayer is locking the doors and guarding yourself against the oncoming storm – and sometimes it’s simply a well-placed side exit.
But whether we weather the storm or brave it, God really does give us the strength to get through the experience, and I know that every storm provides me the opportunity to grow in Him.
I hope none of you take any damage this season, but if you do, that you heal. There was no side exit for my Bradford, but we don’t mourn. No homes, cars, or people were hurt when it came down, and we’ve learned… we’re planting something stronger in its place!
Love,
Jason

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April 8th, 2009 at 5:13 pm
ah the nashville storm.
glad the storm blew over. leaving its tracks but not doing real damage.
good article.
the yarn department isnt whered id like to be. id probly prefer to be at a house with a tall coffee with chocolate, mint and brown sugar.
April 9th, 2009 at 1:27 am
Nicely done, J. I’m just glad it wasn’t one of my BOYS setting off the fire alarm!
So– what do you think— is there a side exit for me or am I stuck in lock down?!
April 9th, 2009 at 8:37 am
Leslie, you are on your way to a side exit. Unfortunately you are building it one brick at a time!
April 9th, 2009 at 10:42 pm
That’s cool Jason. I’m happy to report, I was in Chili’s eating dinner when the storm went through! Good observations in the article.
April 13th, 2009 at 12:50 pm
I was at the gym one time and started feeling lightheaded after running on the treadmill pretty hard. So I sat down, but couldn’t catch my breath. So I went to the bathroom, which was pretty gross. I’ve never fainted before, but I came really close that time. I felt everything start to go black and I said to myself ‘I am not passing out in this dirty gym bathroom!’ I willed myself to not pass out. I just thought of that – lots of places we don’t want to be found.
April 13th, 2009 at 1:26 pm
@Matt – Yes, a dirty gym bathroom would be pretty low on my “preferred place to die list”. Thanks for joining the conversation here!