Of Storms and Shores

By: Joanne Viola

I have read the story in Acts 27 so many times, loving how Paul takes charge and encourages the sailors and passengers in the midst of a storm.

Paul speaks words which infuse with courage and calms their anxiety. He breaks bread and feeds them for their own good. He prays, thanking God for Who He is.

I have so appreciated that although the ship was smashed by the force of the waves and completely broke apart, not one life was lost. All 276 were spared.

But there are times, God has more to say and He diverts our eyes to take in a few words differently …

“Once we were safe on shore, we learned that we were on the island of Malta.” (Acts 28: 1, NLT)

Those very words seemed to leap off the page, His Word sank deep into my soul as it brought a new revelation –

Sometimes we have no idea where we’re going until we land safe at shore.

When life throws its uncertainties at us, we want to know the outcome. At times, we even desire to control the outcome. As the waves pound and the winds howl, we long to know which direction we are headed.

But sometimes, we need to trust Him and go for the ride, knowing He will take us safely into shore.

And here’s the thing about the shore …

“The people of the island were very kind to us. It was cold and rainy, so they built a fire on the shore to welcome us.” (Acts 28: 2, NLT)

The place we land will welcome us. There will be a fire waiting to warm us, bringing the comfort of safety and community.

Sometimes we have no idea where we’re going until we land safe at shore. 

The shore.
The very place where the storm and safety meet.

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