Lately there’s been a lot of talk about storms. Hurricanes Harvey and Irma and a possible Jose have saturated many of our conversations. People’s plights have delved into our hearts and minds and rightly so. But it’s given me pause to think as well. Where do you go in a storm?
Would you head to an evacuation center just to be safe? Or would you hunker down and weather it out? Would you run to family in another safer place? Would you count on prayers to carry you through? Would you say I would go but I can’t leave my belongings. I can’t leave my pets. They are my family.
How about the storms in your life? Where do you go? Do you cling to your spouse, your children? Do you hunker down and just stoically weather them out? Do you just zone out and try to pretend they’re not there? Do you run to a professional safe place, like a counselor or rehab center?
Any or all of these things can help us find solace in our storms, but they are not the solution. Instead, I turn to the Rock that is higher than I. What does that mean? It means that God is bigger. I once told someone very special to me that God was bigger than all her changes and bigger than the whole state she lived in and I had turned her over to Him because He could care for her much better than I could. God is stronger than any storm, higher than any rock you can flee to, and kinder than any family we can cling to. He is our protector, our fortress, our deliverer. Even when we are not delivered from a situation, such as sickness or calamity, we are still delivered to His loving arms. He holds us fast and never lets us go.
I’m reminded of a story in the Bible about two men. One built his house upon a rock and one upon the sand. This is not a slur on all those living in Florida right now. Our hearts bleed for those people. The house on the sand washed away but the house on the rock stood firm. The rock is the Rock. It is our God, that we put our hope and trust in. When all else fails, when the wind blows, when the waves crash, He is our tower. He will not fall, and neither will we. Where will you go in your storm? I’m going into the arms of God.
I had so many good comments on my last post that my mind meandered to a cross topic. Am I letting the devil in when I claim to be a person of faith writing fantasy? This is an interesting topic. I can hear some people laughing at this, but I was raised in a very conservative church where Cabbage Patch Dolls, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Smurfs were all suspect. So what about witches? Is it wrong for a Christian to write about these things? I don’t think so. C S Lewis was a Christian and he wrote The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. It was actually a great allegory about Christ’s sacrifice on the cross. I grew up on fairy tales and I love them. I think fairy tales are illustrations many times of good vs. evil, which is really a Christian theme. I’m not going to get too preachy here, but if you take the reasoning that everything that is not Christian is bad, you are on the way to extremism where you can’t celebrate Christmas or Easter because they are based on pagan traditions. Why is the genre called fantasy? Duh, because it is simply that, make believe. As a child I had a make believe friend. I invented a make believe world with my make believe friend. Looking back, I think it may have been because my real life was a little bit too difficult to handle, but this make believe fantasy I concocted contributed to the writer I am today. God gave me an imagination and the talent so I could use it. People also like to be quick to judge. I’ve heard it said that Harry Potter encourages a child’s interest in the occult. I really don’t see this. I like to read about disasters and murders, but I have yet to cause a disaster or murder anyone. Normal people don’t do these things. However, I do sometimes like to write about these things. My husband is an artist. His work has often been criticized for its “demonic” qualities. Yet, he is a person of faith as well. People derail what they don’t understand. I will write as my conscience dictates and for the love of what I do. Do I have moral standards in my writing? Sure I do. I don’t include profanity in my writing. I’m not a profane kind of girl. I don’t use it personally and I don’t want to write it either. I also don’t write graphic sex scenes. In fact, I don’t write any sex scenes. I love old movies. Sex was implied but not shown in detail. I have an imagination. I can figure that out myself, but that’s just me. Some people enjoy it. That’s up to them and their conscience if they want to write about it. Yes, I have faith and yes, I write fantasy and the two worlds can collide.