In Alabama, the name James Spann can gladden and terrify you in a single moment. James is our beloved meteorologist with the task of warning Alabamians when the 1 snow storm and the 320,198,573th tornado is coming through the state. James starts off with a handsome look: suspenders, tie, collared shirt, all neatly tucked in.
As the hours of weather reporting progress he begins to look more and more disheveled. By the end of the "event" he has lost his voice, his tie has blown away with the air mass he was just reported on, and his shirt is unbuttoned and spilling out of his pants; but he has saved countless souls.
To lighten the mood I like to text my sister-in-law about whether or not James' suspenders do tricks and considering a drinking game where each time James tell us to "Respect the Polygon" everybody takes a shot (since I don't like liquor I have actually never played the game).
As I am typing this post, James is sending out severe thunderstorm and tornado warnings and watches. We have already had hail and the tornadoes will be possible for several more hours. My husband is out of town and I have two dogs and a toddler that I am responsible for keeping safe. All of this could be quite unsettling to a girl who needs Zoloft to get her through a normal day.
So, you can imagine my astonishment today when my first response to the threat of inclement weather was deep gratitude. Gratitude for being known by the God who created the winds and rain. And I remembered...
And the men marveled, saying, “What sort of man is this, that even winds and sea obey him?”
Matthew 8:27
Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Matthew 10:29-30
Just to taunt the Enemy, I took a walk in the rain. The toddler had a smile on his face the whole time.
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