The eye held GodвЂ™s truth and peace, which gave me strength to endure the difficulties I was facing.ДЄt some point in our lives, we all face a storm of some kind. Focusing on the things in the storm was leading me down a scary path. In the surrounding storm were doubts, fear, desolation, and temptations that were not of God. I felt inspired by GodвЂ™s love and care for me. Standing in the eye, I felt God as creator, redeemer, and sanctifier. The eye of my storm held GodвЂ™s power and inspiration.These graces made the peace and calm of the eye possible. All were given to me exactly when I needed them. There were graces I had asked for and some I hadnвЂ™t, graces like wisdom, patience, compassion, hope, strength, and empathy. The eye of my storm was made up of many graces.And God, being ever faithful, was indeed again there for me. I knew from past experience that if I leaned on God and didnвЂ™t try to do it all myself, God would be there, right next to me, supporting me. At the height of the storm, I asked God to help me to pray and stay centered on God. God had given me the gifts of prayer, presence, and people.

The reason I was in the eye was because of GodвЂ™s generous presence.

As I sat in prayer, looking around the eye of my storm, I noticed several things. I noticed that, as convoluted as the situations were, I was able to stay relatively calm. How would I deal with all of this stress? When would it all end? How long could I keep dealing with these multiple crises?ДЄs I took all this to prayer, I wondered out loud, How am I able to deal with all this? It was then that I realized that God had placed me in the eye of this life storm. At one point I felt like I would explode if one more situation appeared in my life. Sometimes there was little time to pray before decisions. During this time, it seemed that each day brought a new crisis or situation with which to deal. My husband and I have received unfortunate news and have made some crucial decisions. Recent weeks have brought many worries and family drama. I recently realized IвЂ™m living in the eye of a storm. ItвЂ™s all chaos in the storm, except for that eye, where there are blue skies and calm air. The wind and rain spiral in a counterclockwise direction until ultimately an area of clear weather forms near the center of the circulation. One characteristic of hurricanes is the eye. IвЂ™ve lived through many hurricanes, some minor, some catastrophic. In Louisiana, we have five seasons: winter, spring, summer, fall, and hurricane.

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