I could feel the RV shifting as the strong winds whipped around it. I look out the window on one side and see one of my empty Bonnie Plant cups rolling around in the garden. I look out the other side where my foldable rocking chair was knocked over to its side. Whatever didn’t have much weight or wasn’t in a secured spot, it was going to end up in a different place than where I left it. This has been a normal occurrence during our recent storms.

Psalm 1 describes the wicked as being like chaff that the wind drives away. Some might consider it freedom to go where the wind blows. I see it as being at the mercy of the wind that pushes around rather than carries. The kind that’s unpredictable and dangerous.

I’d rather be like a tree planted by streams of water (Psalm 1:3). Rooted and provided for by the Living Water.

Even then, how easy it is to feel like the wind is going to take me away. While I know the RV is a safe place and a refuge from the storm, it’s still unsettling to feel it shift around. Part of me wonders if stronger winds will come along and successfully whisk me off.

“Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love.”

The winds of this world can sometimes feel stronger than my stand for Christ, but they are certainly not stronger than His love for me. He’s got me.

“Let thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee.”

Songs for times such as these:

• “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing” (hymn by Robert Robinson)
• “I Need You” by Gabe Price and Friends
• “Hold Onto Me” by Lauren Daigle

Scripture for times such as these:

• Psalm 1:3
• Psalm 1:4
• Psalm 92:12