Once the storm has completely ended, only Jesus is able to truly guide us in how to vibrantly live. And because we have been physically, mentally and spiritually brought through the multiple valleys, hills, rocks, boulders, and even build up of dust where we learned we could only cling to our Shepherd and basically hold on, we are now able to stand amidst destruction and see Abba’s glory, kneel upon the painful, jagged rubble and feel His glory, and scream out His love with power and might while whispers of uncertainties try to cause a stir. The soft warm, heated sand we now lay on to relish in the moment with Him reminds us that the threshing floor we were once obediently laying on is now a beautiful monument of His faithfulness, which He in-turn used to build-up our own faithfulness to Him. ‘In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry came before Him, even into His ears.’ (Psalm 18:6) ‘I love the Lord, because He hath heard my voice and my supplications. Because He hath inclined His ear unto me, therefore will I call upon Him as long as I live.’ (Psalm 116:1-2) Our personal storms, which can now also be interpreted as “the overcomer’s process” vary in length, size and strength, some are even minor storms within and throughout a major one. Although the major storm in my life lasted 18 years, there were multiple ones in-between while His rainbows and warmth could also be experienced at various levels and intervals during the process. And one thing is for certain, we can fondly look back upon the storms and immediately feel His breathtaking sweetness welling up within us. His sweetness sustains us. ‘Know ye that the Lord He is God: it is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are His people, and the sheep of His pasture. Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: be thankful unto Him, and bless His name. For the Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endureth to all generations.’ (Psalm 100:3-5)