It’s another rainy day here at the hermitage. The skies have been heavy with dark clouds since yesterday evening as the effects of Hurricane Helene make their way through the state. The wind has been moderate for now, sometimes strong bending the trees on the shores of Normandy Lake, and the rain has been steady, soaking the earth.
The sound of the rain falling against the windows brings a certain stillness, a reminder of how small we are in the face of God’s creation. There’s something about these storms that make you pause and reflect—on the power of nature, on the fragility of life, and on the constant need for trust in the Lord’s providence. Hurricanes like Helene remind me how quickly things can change. The calm that was here just a few days ago has been replaced by the rush of wind and rain. Yet, even in this, there is a kind of peace. The storm outside mirrors the storms we face in life, and much like we take shelter during the rain, we seek refuge in Christ the Good Shepherd during our trials.
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