I rolled to the right side of my tent and shoved the rest of my belongings to the left to weigh my tent down as the wind tried to tear it down. The bottom of my sleeping bag was damp from the water coming in through the corners and the bottom of my hair was soaked from falling into the water as well. I was more scared of my tent breaking than death and I just really wanted to sleep peacefully. I finally fell asleep but still occasionally woke up to the wind violently shaking my tent and pushing my body to the middle of the tent.
Around four in the morning I woke up to my tent flipping over and the wind literally forcing me to do a backward roll in my tent. I unzipped my tent and where my roof should’ve been the door was. I jumped out and frantically pulled my tent under a tree to try and hide from the wind. Sarah jumped out of her tent to come help me and together we took it down the hill to the pavilion.
I couldn’t help but laugh. Looking back I’m thankful for the patience the Lord provided that morning.
At this point it seemed useless to try and go back to sleep so I threw my sleeping pad on top of a picnic table, watched the South African sunrise as I talked to the Lord and read scripture.
That morning was just a reminder to me that I have to CHOOSE quality time with the Lord. He’s not going to wake me up every morning by flooding my house and knocking it down with the wind..or will He? Either way we have to choose Jesus. He doesn’t just want us to believe in Him, and worship Him but he wants us to choose Him daily. Over our friends, our family, our hobbies, and the hunka hunka you have your eye on.
The more I say “yes” to the Lord, the more I want to be obedient to Him. Because I see the results of the Lord’s direction and it’s perfect. Maybe, not what I had planned, but much better than what I had planned. And sometimes he has to push me harder to say “yes” and then sometimes it’s my choice. And those are the sweetest times with the Lord.
“Draw near to God and he will draw near to you.”
James 4:8
