During the last three months in Guatemala, I’ve encountered a variety of different things at a level I’m not accustomed to.  For example, I’ve been on a team trying to help someone with a possible fracture, but without the regular x-rays and other items we’d have in the states.  I’ve had to decide when to and when not to spend money for testing, medicines, and other items for children.  I’ve seen a 3-hour-old baby with Spina Bifida who probably didn’t survive, come by our clinic.  And I’ve had to explain to a family that their child will likely not run, but his problems and disabilities will only get worse.

Then last week, we had the largest thunderstorm I’ve seen to date in Chichicastenango.  In a moment, there was a bolt of lightning that was brighter, bigger, and closer than I’ve ever experienced.  Sitting from my window, I felt a tingling sensation and though I might have to jump out of the way.  I’ve never experienced anything like it before.

Just as all this was happening, I looked again to see two small children huddled under one of our protective coverings at ASELSI.  They had been in the rain and outside when the thunder struck.  It was apparent the younger one was shaken up and crying. The older sibling quickly tried to console her younger brother, wrapping him in her arms.  They both sat, closely, under the shelter.  Several minutes later, I looked out.  They still sat under the covering, the older trying to comfort the younger and waiting.  Waiting for the storm to clear up so they could get home.

I caught myself watching them for a few minutes; thankful they didn’t see my blank stare in their direction.  There are going to be storms in our life, it’s certain.  And often, they are going to strike closer than we would like.  But, we have a God who comforts us and leads us through the storm, if we allow Him.  And one day, the storms will all pass and we, too, can go Home.  In the meantime, I think I’m going to embrace these things as I draw closer to Him.