Lightening flashed. A clap of thunder shook the house, rattled the windows. Timmy slapped his hands over his ears, scooted closer to Grandfather on the sofa.
“How can you sit and read at a time like this?” The lights flickered.
“Timmy. Look at this. He opened his Bible. He'd nestled a picture of a mother bird on her nest. Lightning slashed the sky, rain pelted the leaves around her. Head tucked under her wing, she slept.
“Why do you think she can sleep through the storm?”
“Her nest doesn’t look safe.” Timmy squinted at the picture. “I don’t understand.”
“It’s all about trust. She trusts her nest is secure and she’ll be able to protect her chicks.”
“But Grandfather, how if the nest falls?”
“She trusts it won’t.”
“But how if lightning strikes the tree? How if--?” Grandfather held up his hand.
“Trusting is difficult. Impossible, really.” Timmy blinked. “Unless you realize the 'T' factor,’” Grandfather said.
“The ‘T' factor?’” Timmy's eyebrows tilted.
“Before you could swim, you’d climb to the top of the slide in the deep end of the swimming pool. ‘Come on, Timmy, I’ll catch you.’ I held my arms to you. Down you'd come and with you in my arms, we’d go under and come up laughing. Remember?”
“I knew you would catch me, Grandfather.” Grandfather nodded.
“Why? How if I dropped you?"
“Timmy. Look at this. He opened his Bible. He'd nestled a picture of a mother bird on her nest. Lightning slashed the sky, rain pelted the leaves around her. Head tucked under her wing, she slept.
“Why do you think she can sleep through the storm?”
“Her nest doesn’t look safe.” Timmy squinted at the picture. “I don’t understand.”
“It’s all about trust. She trusts her nest is secure and she’ll be able to protect her chicks.”
“But Grandfather, how if the nest falls?”
“She trusts it won’t.”
“But how if lightning strikes the tree? How if--?” Grandfather held up his hand.
“Trusting is difficult. Impossible, really.” Timmy blinked. “Unless you realize the 'T' factor,’” Grandfather said.
“The ‘T' factor?’” Timmy's eyebrows tilted.
“Before you could swim, you’d climb to the top of the slide in the deep end of the swimming pool. ‘Come on, Timmy, I’ll catch you.’ I held my arms to you. Down you'd come and with you in my arms, we’d go under and come up laughing. Remember?”
“I knew you would catch me, Grandfather.” Grandfather nodded.
“Why? How if I dropped you?"
"But you didn't."
"Ah. The 'T' factor. You trusted me. Our Lord’s more trustworthy than I am. He’ll catch you, son. Every time. Trust Him.”
"Even in the storm?"
"Especially in the storm. It's easy to trust when all is calm but in a storm? We need His strong arms to catch us."
Kingdom Thinking. When I have trouble trusting my Lord, I remember He promises never to leave nor forsake me and to love me with an everlasting love. He catches me--every time. He offers the same to you. He’ll catch you--every time, too. Won’t you trust Him?
Kingdom Thinking. When I have trouble trusting my Lord, I remember He promises never to leave nor forsake me and to love me with an everlasting love. He catches me--every time. He offers the same to you. He’ll catch you--every time, too. Won’t you trust Him?
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