After the Storm


“The storm is gone, but the “after the storm” is always there.” Deacon Julius Lee


When the storms of life have torn through life, leaving wounds to tend to and losses to grieve, the aftermath can feel like a daunting prospect. Sorting through the rubble we might feel as though we have a layer of skin missing, sensitive to the slightest touch, unable to work out what comes next.

It’s something that we can perhaps all identify with in the aftermath of the terrorist attacks in Manchester and London. We may or may not have been personally touched by the tragedy, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t affected by it.

And as I write this, I’m irresistibly reminded of another ‘day after’.

Holy Saturday; the worst has happened, we have to come to terms with it and God is silent.

As the victims and their families live through their Holy Saturday and as we sit…

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About Sandra Delemare

follower of Jesus, retired mental health nurse, writer. Interests: crochet, photography, wildlife I blog on biblical meditation, mental health and crochet. I'm also posting a series on my life story so people know where I'm coming from.
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