Love steals power from the storm

by Craig on May 9, 2012

The rainbow, the sign of God's promise, the heart because love is the thing.

It’s a real picture…from yesterdays post
about a real heart shaped cloud…
next to a real rainbow…
just after a real storm…

Almost as soon as the heart shaped cloud took form, it began to break apart. I then took another shot…and there is something there that my naked eye couldn’t see…

at first just a speck on the cloud…

then, once enlarged…

the speck turned out to be an eagle…
flying in front of the heart…
chasing after the thunderstorm.

I think the picture is a gift to be counted…
a parable of what to do in my life storm.

The rainbow whispers…
and the heart cloud too…
but today there’s the storm…
and the wings of the eagle.

They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength.  They shall mount up as with wings of eagles.  They shall run and not grow weary, they shall walk and not grow faint. (Isaiah 40:28)

This eagle in the picture, it’s not avoiding the storm, it has “mounted up” and is chasing after it.

Sparrows and robins flap their wings to fly…
constant fluttering propels them through the air…
and they hide, as best they can, from the storms.

Eagles are more glider than flier.
They mount up, at first flapping…
but then chasing after the storms…
surfing them like waves in the sky.


I learned this first nearly 20 years ago – but oh, how we forget.

Surrounding violent storms are some of the strongest upward air currents around. Eagles instinctively fly into the storm, knowing that the power of the storm’s updrafts will elevate them to heights otherwise unreachable.

The storm has power.
The eagle steals it.

I’m in a storm…
you might be too…
and there are choices.

I (we) could try to escape or hide from the fury.
We can seek diversion (holy or unholy).
We can sleep (or not).
We can eat (or not).

But I think God would not have us waste our pain.

Sparrows and robins fly away from a storm.
They find some shelter, and ride it out.
They hide, and live to fly another day.

But Isaiah hints not at wings of songbirds, but wings of eagles.

Love yields to God, and steals power from storms.

There is sheer power within this trial…

Love, like the eagle, mounts up, chases the storm, and rides the wind.storm

if I see things with better eyes…
and yield to higher  power than the storm…
then I (we) can steal and use its power.

I’m looking hard, seeing with better eyes.

I know I’m not alone.

I know you have your storm too.

There is safety in numbers.

There is safety in Him.

There is power to steal from the storm.

There is more…please come back.

{ 21 comments… read them below or add one }

Lisa notes May 9, 2012 at 10:18 am

In the middle of a little storm today, so this is perfect timing for me, Craig. I have choices. I don’t want to waste my pain. Trying to see with better eyes and yield to a higher power than the storm. I’m not alone.

Thanks, brother, for your friendship and for pointing us always to the Lord.


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:04 pm

I knew I wasn’t alone Lisa, and I just finished a prayer for your storm. I know none of the details – but our Lord does – I prayed for courage, vision, and his power to work through it, and give you wings of an eagle. God bless you, sister, friend.


brian miller May 9, 2012 at 10:32 am

god will not have us wasted our pain…that line def stuck with me…what a cool capture of the heart shaped cloud…and i love the parable you spun from it as well…lots of truth int…


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:07 pm

we all have our pain – we can’t waste the pain – and God gets all the credit for the picture – it’s just a little point-and-shoot camera – the scenery was supplied by him – and how could I possibly miss the lesson. Thank you Brian, and God bless and keep you.


Cora May 9, 2012 at 11:08 am

There is just so much about eagles and the lessons are so great. To chase the storm. . . I had not thought of it in those terms before. But I remember the first time I walked through the parking lot of the cancer center I looked up . . . and there were two eagles circling over me. I never forgot that. It helped me to always remember to rise up on the wings of eagles and chase into the storms that come my way. Pain is something that comes to all of us at one time or even many times in life. But the important thing is, it’s not about the pain. . . it’s what we do with it. This was just so encouraging today, Craig. Thank you!


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:10 pm

Cora, the moment he gave me as I saw that picture unfold in front of me, it was spectacularly picturesque – but no more personal OR powerful than what you saw on that day. We just need to keep seeing with better eyes – naming these years seems so easy – but then… Goodness! God bless you my friend!


Elizabeth May 9, 2012 at 11:33 am

God doesn’t waste our pain…”these momentary light afflictions are working in us everlasting glory”, is the way the Word says it. Grace and Peace from Him Who is Our Peace, in your storm Craig.


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:13 pm

hello my traveling friend! And amen, “these momentary light afflictions” He DOES work through them for his glory and our best. I resist the gift of peace, and too often fight against his grace, so thank you for encouraging me in your comment. God bless and keep you Elizabeth!


Brandee Shafer May 9, 2012 at 12:05 pm

great, wise message


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:14 pm

Brandee, thank you – but the idea of the eagle flying into storms isn’t mine – God gave that message to someone else long ago – and to the eagle long before that – and I get no credit for the picture – he made it happen – I grabbed the camera. So it’s borrowed wisdom today to go with the borrowed scenery – but thank you, and God bless and keep you.


Rebecca May 9, 2012 at 9:21 pm

Storms grow us for Him-prepare us-I need to start chasing the joy of the storm rather than flapping in fear of them!!! Great post


Craig May 11, 2012 at 12:22 pm

Rebecca, I think maybe it might be a joy for the Eagle to chase after the storm and its updrafts. But what I’ve noticed is there is little “joy” in most storms – although we do have that beyond the “feeling” joy – I heart that! Your comment made me think Rebecca. And I thought, “I bet Rebecca is an eagle.” But then I thought – “no, she’s more complicated than that, and that kind of inspired today’s post where I bloggy linked back to you. So thank you for that inspiration. I’m really glad I bloggy know you. God bless!


Caddo Veil May 9, 2012 at 10:57 pm

Wow, this is powerful–wonder if I have the courage to pray to become an eagle…


Craig May 11, 2012 at 12:26 pm

Caddo, what you said about “becoming an eagle” made me think. It actually inspired today’s post – so thank you for the inspiration – I think we have the ability to be Eagles, but we also have other choices – other birds – not all of the choices bad. Thank you again for providing inspiration Caddo. I of course, bloggy linked to you in the post. ツ God bless and keep you my friend.


Katie May 10, 2012 at 12:23 pm

If anything I have learned this last several months of storms and life and depression and anxiety is to go into the storm and embrace it — pain, junk, everything. “Going east into the darkness to find the light in sunrise instead of chasing the sunset west trying to reach the sunlight” (or SONlight).
{paraphrase of a quote a friend gave me} I found truly that pain and storms are my friend if I take them on with Jesus and continue to seek and him in the midst of them.

I want to be the eagle soaring……… and I think I am becoming one.


Craig May 14, 2012 at 5:33 pm

I heart that Katie, “Going east into the darkness to find the light in sunrise instead of chasing the sunset west trying to reach the sunlight”

and so I’m not quite ready to call storms “friends” – but I heart what God does THROUGH them. Keep flying Katie, keep flying friend.


Brandee Shafer May 11, 2012 at 11:56 pm

saw this – thought of you –


in hope we trust August 23, 2012 at 9:02 am

What a lovely inspiring warming peacfull picture of that heart.

I saw one , large , glowing orange and red at sundet a short while ago , but i didnt photo it , but it is very apt to a post im going to make on my own little part of cyberspace , i hope you wouldnt mind if i let the photo be seen on there aswell ? , for our aims , whilst packaged differently , are the same, and our true joy is Love.

my respects to this loving site

Peace : )


Craig August 23, 2012 at 2:55 pm

thank you, I especially liked your post from August 13 – feel free to use whatever picture you see here – but remember most of them are not from me – the one of this cloud and rainbow – that one is from me – just leave a link on your site back here please. If you use any other images from here and it are not from me I’ll have the source to the image just below the image – so if you use one of them – make sure you give credit to them – not me. Thank you very much for coming by – hope to see you soon. God bless and keep you and each and every one of yours.


in hope we trust August 24, 2012 at 6:01 am

We both agree , respect paid where due , in Truth we Live , with no deceipt , oh if the world was so. My compliments Craig , and Thanks, hope you like the page , I know you will , for Love lies true in you.


Djemila Macklin August 16, 2013 at 1:28 am

I found your site looking in Google images for a picture of “A Rainbow is God’s Promise” to encourage someone else…I read this page, and I must say I am sad. I lost my partner on Father’s Day this year, 2013, our youngest son is 1&1/2 years old. I feel like I’m drowning. I wasn’t a person who had an easy time with “HOPE”. But I hoped, I believed, I prayed, I knew God would bring him back to me when he was in a “coma” all week before he passed. All over cardiac arrest from sleep apnea, we knew he had, but I didn’t know it was just a machine to help him. I believe we thought it was an operation, at least I did. Anyway, a senseless way to leave me. If I’m being tested, then I’m failing…If it was to learn something, I don’t want to know it…I’m drowning and I can’t find solace anywhere I turn. I’m losing my faith…and I’m sorry if that was the test, but if it was, it was a messed up test. I lived my life in the most Christian way I could…from a very young age. Always the “black sheep”, but I knew I had something to give to other people. Now my cup is empty. I’m not a saint, I’ve made mistakes along the way, but I’ve asked for forgiveness from the Lord and forgave myself. I’ve tried to make amends. I’ve handled unfair things in my life with the light of the Lord, telling myself, “Life isn’t fair” to get by, but none of my sayings are working for me. Was this “test” worth losing me to the Lord, my Father?
I know, but don’t understand, that a lost sheep that comes home is worth more to God than a sheep that has been faithful and loving his whole life. Is that what is happening here? I know you don’t have the answers, but I feel like I’ve been thrown away. Then I think of the “Footprints in the sand” poem, but I don’t feel carried. I feel weighed down with a thousand crosses and I don’t have the strength to go on. I pray for strength during this time of weakness because I am impulsive and live in fear. I use to fight these things before daily, but now I have to fight to get out of bed and raise my son, yet alone fight my demons. If it is a battle for our souls, why would God put my soul at such peril without a lifeline. I feel thrown away. Maybe the Lord guided me to you because there is something you can tell me in your wisdom that I have not gained yet. Maybe? Thank you for reading and may God bless you and yours. Djamie


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