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Thursday, December 14, 2006


the coming storm


Any moment now, our lights will flicker one final time and darkness will rush to fill the corners of this house. It's not a matter of "if" tonight, but "when." The forecasters are calling the coming squall "The Storm of Storms." They're likening it to the Inaugural Day storm of 1993, when trees crashed through roofs and wind-whipped objects shattered windows, and six people lost their lives.

I can hear the edges of the storm as it reaches and fills Puget Sound. The air rushing under my front door sounds ghostly and frightful. The trees outside my window have begun a frenzied dance. I'm not distressed by the noises or the flickering lights. I will admit that I raised my eyebrows a bit when I heard the prediction of hurricane-force winds, and raised them a bit highter when I learned today that anyone with large trees to the south of their bedrooms should not plan to sleep in those bedrooms tonight, and that people with two-story houses should vacate the second floor once the storm hits. All three of our bedrooms face south ... and a grove of massive evergreens tower to the south of our home ... and I'm currently upstairs in my second-story office, typing quickly while the noises outside my window rise in intensity.

The lights are dimming in earnest now. It's just a matter of time. But we're prepared. There's enough food in this place that if it takes Dave a week to cut a path out (and we've had to cut a path out many, many times), we'll survive. We've plenty of fire wood. I've filled a half dozen water containers, finished the dishes and all the laundry, and made a rum cake to boot. A stack of Christmas knitting waits for me in a basket near the couch, a bulging file of paperwork awaits my editing. The double deck of cards are on the kitchen table, and I can see in Tera's eyes that she'll drop whatever she's doing the second I say, "Want to play a quick game?" That quick game, history tells me, will turn into an hour or three of Spite and Malice, Nertz, and Cribbage.

It's all over now but the waiting. We've been warned, and we responded. Somewhere in the midst of that preparation today, I thought about another coming storm, and the warnings I've read in Matthew 24 and Mark 13. And I wonder if I'm doing enough to prepare for that storm--the real storm, the true Storm of Storms.

Lord, make me ready. Whatever it takes--make me ready. Sweep through my heart and have Your way. Take whatever You will ... and then fill my emptiness with Your Spirit. Prepare me, Lord, that I might stand.

9 Comment:

At 12/15/2006 10:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous had this to say ...

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At 12/16/2006 6:42 AM, Blogger Janet Rubin had this to say ...

I really enjoy your writing, Shannon. I love a good storm for some odd reason. I love that we don't need to fear the other coming storm you spoke of and I say amen to your prayer.

I'm a knitter married to a Dave too:)

 
At 12/16/2006 8:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous had this to say ...

So, how did you do? The same storm attacked us. It was amazing to hear on the news last night of all the people who just 'happened' to leave their beds or the upper story of their houses, sometimes just minutes before trees came crashing through. They called it 'luck.' I sense it was far more! Hope you and yours were safe through it all.

 
At 12/16/2006 1:29 PM, Blogger Janet Rubin had this to say ...

Shannon, I'm such a dork. I'm sorry. I left my little comment and didn't even ask if you were okay. I guess you sounded so relaxed about it all, I didn't worry about you! Praying all is well. Janet

p.s. I figure too, that anyone brave enough to live on the west coast with all its scary quakes and sinkholes and fires, can handle anything!

 
At 12/18/2006 12:00 PM, Blogger whaaaat! had this to say ...

I look forward to reading an update on how you and your family fared through the storm.

 
At 12/18/2006 9:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous had this to say ...

How'd you do, Shannon? Got electricity, I hope. Sounds like it was a really rough weekend over there on the "wet side."

I hope all is OK at your house and with your church family.

 
At 12/19/2006 11:34 AM, Anonymous Anonymous had this to say ...

Shannon, are you all okay? We've heard all the reports that KIRO provides on the airwaves.

On a festive note, you'd be so proud of what our our little girl did today...*insert obvous hint to read our blog*

((hugs))

Glory

 
At 12/19/2006 11:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous had this to say ...

Shannon, are you all okay? We've heard all the reports that KIRO provides on the airwaves.

On a festive note, you'd be so proud of what our our little girl did today...*insert obvous hint to read our blog*

((hugs))

Glory

 
At 12/20/2006 4:57 PM, Blogger Sharon had this to say ...

Hi Shanny,
Steve and I endured the same storm here in Oregon.Praise God we only lost a few shingles off the roof of our apartment building and only one tree fell.It was in the parking lot and did not hit any cars.We had flickering lights but never lost power in full.Many things to be thankful for.I must confess to a strange fondness for storms though...actually liked hearing the wind howl around our building and come in through gaps in the front door's frame...Love you Shanny...Have a blessed Christmas!
Love,Sharon

 

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