"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging."
The earth sends rain. Sometimes it trickles down slowly, other times it rages down with a vengeance.
This world that we live in is a cruel place and our enemy is not asleep.
Sometimes he attacks quietly and in ways that often go unnoticed. Other times he sneaks up behind you and stabs you in the back, seeking to suck the very life out of you in one big swoop.
Thankfully the Father is there, there to bind up our wounds and wipe away our tears.
He grieves alongside and holds the weary when they can't pick themselves up.
He stands in the midst of a group of youth as the tears fall and the hugs go around and when all they know is to hold each other while crying out to the One who hears all and is all and who understand all even when we don't. He sits in the room with the family who has lost the son... the brother... the friend and grieve a life gone way before it should of been. He is there amongst it all because He is God and He is and He has been and He always will be.
And sometimes that is all we know.... that God is God.
And it has to be enough because it is enough.
It is enough to know that the Almighty God is here and is in all things. Even if/when we don't understand He is.
We were never promised an easy life, nor were we promised a life without pain and sorrow. But we are promised that we will never walk through a single second of it alone.
He is our refuge and He is our strength and He is our God.