Sometimes you can do everything right and things can still go wrong. When that happens, it is easy to get discouraged. I was feeling that way last week. I was undergoing difficult medical treatments. Then, what was supposed to be three days of isolation (because of some radioactive treatments), turned into a week. Then they added painful injections. Then, in the midst of my isolation I received a letter from someone that brought up horrible memories. Then, I got super sick. Then a tree fell on my house. Seriously—a tree. My landlord has pictures. Can you believe that week?
You can see where I might get discouraged. That is until I came across a passage in the book of Ether.
The Jaredites were about to go on a trip—a long trip. They had made all the preparations. (see Ether 6:4) They did everything right. They even “commended themselves unto the Lord.” Then the storm came.
“And it came to pass that they were many times buried in the depths of the sea, because of the mountain waves which broke upon them, and also the great and terrible tempests which were caused by the fierceness of the wind.” Ether 6:6
They knew the Lord brought the storm, but it doesn’t make weathering it any easier. Storms are frightening. Storms can be painful. But, here is the helpful part. Storms have purpose.
“And it came to pass that the wind did never cease to blow towards the promised land while they were upon the waters; and thus they were driven forth before the wind.” Ether 6:8
When I read those words, the Spirit brought me instantaneous comfort. I was reminded that the Lord has purpose and direction for the things He’s bringing into my path. Each storm He brings my way is designed to bring me closer to the goal.
You may be wondering what’s the goal? For me, it is conformity to Christ. I want to be like my Savior.
“And we know that all thing work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to HIs purpose. For whom He did foreknow, He also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of His Son…” Romans 8:28-29
That is the beauty of commending yourself into the hand of the Lord. Peace. At that moment, in the midst of the turmoil swirling around me, the Lord reminded me I was not forgotten. He had my back. I felt like I could do anything.
I’m grateful for a Savior who is patient with me when I grow frightened and weary. But, more than that, I’m grateful for a God who is bigger than storms.