Today, as the summer school teachers were taking a little trip to the beach and were enjoying some free wi-fi, I got emails from my family letting me know that my brother, Pete, had suffered a stroke. Through teary eyes, I read the incomprehensible details of his treatment and current condition. Immediately my brain went into overdrive, could this be true? My brother, my big, strong, brave, healthy, hard-working, seemingly invincible brother couldn't be suffering in such a way. My heart immediately turned on itself, it must be a mistake. God must have made a mistake.
And as soon as my heart and mind go there I hear that still small voice saying, "I will be with you in the storm. I have promised to be a light for your path. I have promised to guide you and be your way." In these times that try my faith, when those I love are faced with pain and challenges and sorrow and difficulties beyond my understanding, I know that I can come, broken-hearted with teary eyes and a drippy nose to the one true Light.
Tonight, as I pray for my big brother, for his healing, for strength and patience, for wisdom for his doctors, and for an extra portion of grace and strength for his wife, I am also praying for faith. Faith to trust that even in these storms, even in these times that seem all wrong, God is still light and in Him there is no darkness. Love in Christ, Jessie
