“I lift my eyes up to the hills– where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” (Psalm 121:1,2)
I spent a long weekend with a small vocal group from my school, traveling to different churches to sing, give testimonies, perform a skit, and participate in various service projects.
One of the songs that we performed was called “The Storm Is Passing Over,” and it talks about persevering through “storms” or hard times in life. On Friday we found ourselves caught in a literal storm . . . a blizzard in fact. The snow was so bad that I was stranded with several other guys at the home of one of our host families for hours. When the snow had finally stopped and we prepared to leave, we discovered that the work we had put into shoveling the driveway earlier had been wasted because now the snow was even thicker than before.
Then a spectacular thing happened. Two enormous white horses (Yes. Horses.) appeared pulling a snow plow up the road. The Amish man driving the horses became our hero for the day because he plowed the driveway and we were able to get in our cars and leave.
The Bible is full of moments much more epic than the one I’ve described, where everything looks hopeless but someone saves the day at just the right moment. Joseph was in prison, but Pharoah summoned him to interpret a dream, and rewarded him by putting him in charge of the entire country. Hamaan was ready to exterminate all the Jews in the Persian empire, but Esther warned the king of his plans. Daniel was in the lions’ den, but God shut the mouths of the lions so they couldn’t hurt him. The disciples were in a boat in the middle of a storm, but Jesus calmed the storm. And Jesus was crucified and laid in the grave but rose again on the third day.
Life sends so many hurts and hardships our way, but take heart in the fact that no matter how intense the struggle is, the storm is passing over. Every hardship must end. Keep your eyes on those hills and wait for the sun to rise.