I’m so excited to share this guest post with you. My dear friend, Marilyn Hodgin, is half way through a two year commitment to teach English in Taiwan. She was back in the states recently and we shared lunch. But, OH! It was so much more than lunch! Marilyn shared this poem she wrote when a typhoon hit during her first assignment to Taiwan three years ago. I asked her to let me share it with you…and guess what? She said yes! I hope that it blesses you as it blesses me….
My favorite line? “The birds are STILL singing!” (my emphasis)…enjoy!
In the Midst of the Storm
The typhoon came – it was expected.
With it came the winds and rain
Unparalleled in its force and magnitude
Leaving destruction in its wake.
Sitting in the safety of my room
Writing my thoughts and observations
As the storm raged on
Light fading quietly away
Was the storm in Galilee
Like this one?
What a contrast when Jesus said,
“Peace”, and the wind stopped.
Late afternoon – getting darker
Wind howling – rain continuing
Lying on the bed in the dimness
I hear birds singing.
Message arrives from a friend
“Ilan almost devasted.
Hope NanAo is fine.”
Yes, we are fine.
So, I wait, writing
“They that wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength.
They shall mount up with wings.”
With God’s strength, He can give me wings
To fly above any storm
As an eagle, above, looking down on the world
With a different perspective.
How strong is the wind?
Sitting inside my room
With doors and windows closed
My ears pop due to the force.
The wind continues
Unabated in its strength
Only the light is fading away.
The birds are still singing.
Where are the birds
That they can be in a place
Where they are able to sing?
Now there are more voices.
Do they sense the storm is ending?
Are they just singing
In the midst of the storm
In spite of it?
Leaves and twigs have found their way
Onto my patio – cluttering it up.
What will I do with the clutter
From the storms in my life?
If I could stop the storm, would I?
What are the benefits of storms?
Do they create new strength in the trees
As they are stretched from side to side?
I know that the One who created this earth
And set it in motion
Has me in His righteous right hand
He makes all things new.
It’s almost too dark to write
At least to see what I’m writing
The birds are still singing
Do I sing in the midst of my storms?
Thoughts from my journal after the typhoon hit
Taiwan on October 6, 2007
Marilyn Hodgin, March 24, 2009