We all experience storms in our lives—storms that are unexpected, damaging, out of our control, costly. As we recently watched the fury of Hurricane Irma devastating the Florida Keys, we never dreamed that her destructive power would lash out at us in Georgia—the first tropical storm in history to hit the North Georgia Mountains. As the sheets of rain poured down and the gusts of wind increased, our trees started churning in circles. After dark, all we could hear were the snaps and thuds of trees falling in our back yard—praying that none would hit our house. The next morning, our former lawn was covered in trees and branches. The root balls of huge oak trees were pulled totally out of the ground.

Ironically, no matter where we live geographically, personal “Irma” storms will unexpectedly hit our lives. When we are counseling, we watch the Father cleaning up the…

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