We’ve had a very cold spring, with periods of snow and ice that are not very welcome at all. People here in Kansas have gardens to plant, and flowers to nurture, while the farmers are cautiously eyeing their wheat crops for damage. A few weeks ago, in April, we had a threat of severe weather one day that lasted into the night. It was no surprise, then, when we went to bed and heard the distant sound of thunder and saw the sky fill with bright lightning. But as the night wore on, I awakened to hear the unmistakable pinging sound of ice hitting the bedroom window. All night long, as I drifted in and out of sleep, I was aware of the nearly constant sound of that cold wind blowing and the ice tapping on the window.
The next morning, as soon as it was light enough to see outside, we were met with quite a surprise. Everything was coated with a thick sheen of sparkling ice. The ice was coating every limb and twig, every little bloom and every little blade of grass. I went upstairs to open the bedroom blinds in order to get a good look at the back yard and was met with windows that were thickly sealed with ice. The beautiful view of the back yard was totally blocked by the layer of ice.


Just the other day, Gary and I took a walk around this same area. We noticed some interesting things. Some of the branches that had been bowing over with the weight of the ice were slowly regaining their former upright position. Other limbs, though severely damaged, were growing new leaves and hanging on to the life that was provided to them from the main tree that was still firmly rooted. There was life where we least expected to see it. We were hopeful that some of the branches could be saved, and we were refreshed by the green signs of life that we saw. Other areas, such as the large tree that had fallen, would forever bear the scar of this tragedy.


Listen to David in Psalm 66:8-12: “Bless our God, O peoples, and sound His praise abroad. Who keeps us in life and does not allow our feet to slip. For You have tried us, O God. You have refined us as silver is refined. You brought us into the net. You laid an oppressive burden upon our loins. You made men ride over our heads. We went through fire and through water, yet You brought us out into a place of abundance.”
God will see us through the icy storm. He will not allow our feet to slip. He directs the storms of our lives in order to refine us. Yet He brings us to a place of abundance when the storm is over! There is still life………there is still growth……there is still potential, no matter how deep the scars. Sometimes it’s hard to move on beyond the hurt and the pain, but we must. Step by step we move forward, and we find that one day we really can smile again and serve God again.
And we can say, “Bless our God, and sound His praise!”