Close your eyes and picture yourself sitting in a tiny little cottage nestled in the midst of a very picturesque landscape surrounded by 100 year old, 80 foot tall Canadian maple trees. Each tree is covered with these huge, overloaded limbs, stretching majestically across the open sky. That part is easy to imagine. But now, picture these trees crashing and falling down all around you like pins at the bowling alley.
It was SCARY!
Normally I love a good, old-fashioned thunderstorm but I never bargained for anything like this. After all, this is Ontario and I´ve not seen a serious storm in my entire life up here. Now I´m watching lightening bolt after lightening bolt cracking and hitting the ground on every side around us. I must have jumped three feet in the air at one loud flash right outside my living room window. Cars were leaving the campground one after another. Right after my hubby just about peeled me off the ceiling, I turned to him and said in a very high-pitched, stress-laden voice, "OK, maybe we SHOULD leave!" Then I thought, ´No, if God has decided that my number´s up today, one of these trees would simply fall and crush me right there in my car as we were leaving the property. God would find me even if I was hiding under my bed!´ Then, on a more spiritual note, as I came to realize that at any moment I could simply end up in the arms of Jesus, beholding the face of God, all apprehension left. The peace of God flooded my body, soul and spirit and I was very aware that my destiny was in the hands of my Creator. Still, I did negotiate with Him that if I had my ´druthers´, I´d ´druther´ live to see another day!.
Another lightening bolt struck within feet of my window and the heavy thud that followed caused me to think that one of those trees actually struck our cottage. I looked through our front door and could hardly believe the sight. This very dense, yet pure white, water was swirling sideways, in an upward motion. A fierce wind was propelling it at a record breaking speed. I tried to reason that rain falls DOWN and falls OUT of the sky. It doesn´t try to go back up. I couldn´t even see our fire-engine red van, which was parked only five feet from my door, through the thick, white, wall of water.
The tornado was over in a matter of minutes. Along with many other stunned and shaken cottage owners, we ventured out to access the damage and found an aftermath of carnage. The cottage almost directly behind us had a tree toppled on top of it. It was the loud thud that I had felt earlier. The amazing thing was that it looked like someone had gently placed it on top of their roof because there was no damage to the structure, even though the tree´s trunk was probably about eight feet around.
Another cottage was suspended in midair. The root system had lifted it high up off the ground. It was laying across the power lines so it didn´t come crashing down on top of the cottages across the road. One of the tallest and thickest trees, which was directly in front of my friend´s place, was uprooted and lay pointing away from her cottage, totally in the opposite direction. Another huge tree fell very conveniently BETWEEN two trailers doing only minimal damage, destroying just their awnings and decks.
After accessing the entire situation, it was more than obvious that the hand of God intervened on our behalf cradling us as a hen does her chicks, deliberately orchestrating the sovereign outcome. Not a single person was hurt. Not a hair on anyone´s head was harmed. It reminded me of the airplane crash that happened just days prior to this. An Air-France jet crashed at the Toronto airport and all 309 people escaped unharmed even though it burst into flames and then burned to the ground within minutes. It also immediately reminded me of Psalm 91 which I encourage you to tuck away for a time when you might be in need of divine intervention. "He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in Him will I trust. Surely He shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with His feathers and under His wings shalt thou trust; His truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness, nor the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side; and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.... Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For He shall give His angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. (KJV)
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