Jesus vs. the Weatherman

Though this is Michigan, this week’s “Snowmageddon” seemed to be more about the anticipation. Weather reports indicated up to 16 inches of snow here, and so people flocked to the stores to stock up on milk, bread, eggs, rock salt and everything else needed to face the “blizzard” forecasted.

So, for days, meteorologists predicted feet of snow across America, and we all held our breath, anticipating the worst. Many businesses, colleges and even the state legislature closed in advance, trusting the weather station reports.

On Tuesday, as we waited, and waited, and waited for the storm to begin, it felt a bit like deja vu.

As of late, that’s the story of my life. Sometimes God asks you to step out in faith and then wait while He works out all the details. Even if you have the timeline laid out, it is still hard to wait when your heart is already out there.

I’m just glad I am placing my faith in the God of the universe, instead of relying on those who try to predict its weather patterns.