Our daughter, Karla, and son-in-law, Scott, after years of saying we will never have a dog, finally gave in and adopted Quavo from a local shelter. He is a large dog, part pit-bull, and looks very menacing.
However, he is a “gentle giant.” He loves people and is a great pet companion. Even I, though having a fear of most dogs, love him and enjoy being with him when we go for a visit.
Recently, while visiting, I learned of Quavo’s thunder anxiety. When a storm is brewing and the thunder begins to roll, he immediately looks for and finds someone for comfort and protection. He gets as close as he can and leans heavy against the person. Although, it cannot be seen on the outside, he is quivering on the inside. Ted calls him, “Quivering Quavo.” His tremors can be felt, and his heart begins to race. But as his back and head are continually rubbed and he hears the comforting voice of his protector, the tremors lessen and his heart rate slows. He is comforted and protected.
He sleeps at night on the floor next to Scott and Karla’s bed. If a storm comes up in the night, guess what? That’s right! He jumps up in their bed and finds his safety and comfort lying between them. It seems he knows they are there for him. They become his protection from the storm.
No One To Comfort
One day while Scott and Karla were at work, a fierce storm arose. No one was there for Quavo. Later, when they arrived home, he was frantic beyond consolation. They took him to his veterinarian, and he prescribed an anti-anxiety medication. (By the way, it was the same medication prescribed for humans.) It helped and Quavo soon relaxed. Now, if the forecast calls for storms, before they leave for work, they give him the medication. It is hard for Quavo if there is no one to comfort him.
When I was a child at home, I had similar anxiety and fear of storms. I remember when a storm came up, Dad and Mother would call us together in one room to wait until the storm passed. We would not sit near an outside wall for fear of a lightning strike. If we were wearing anything metal, we would remove it. At night, if a storm came, we would go to our parents’ bedroom and sit on the floor next to their bed until the storm passed. Dad and Mother were our protectors, our comforters. Like Quavo, our fears were quieted when we were near them. I was thankful they were there for us.
Storms in Our Lives
Everyone experiences storms which cause fear and anxiety. Some storms are fierce like hurricanes or tornadoes. Others are a brief thunderstorm that passes quickly. And it seems some people are in a continual storm, finding no relief. Like Quavo, maybe our fear and anxiety cannot be seen from the outside, but inside we tremble and quake. Causes for the storms are many. It can range from a serious illness, death, sudden tragedy, divorce, abuse, addiction, to loss of a job, unfulfilled dreams, and many things in between. When storms arise in our lives, we need protection, comfort, and someone to be there for us. Family, friends, professionals, and even medication can give some relief. But these people, like us, have their own problems to deal with and are not always available.
Enter our Protector
Yes, we have someone who is always there for us. When the storms arise in our lives, our Heavenly Father invites us to run to Him. He is always available. “The name of the LORD is a strong tower, the righteous runneth into it and is safe” (Prov. 18:10). “What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee” (Psa. 56:3). “The beloved of the LORD shall dwell in safety by him” (Deut. 33:12). “The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms” (Deut. 33:27). In Psalms, He is our Rock, Fortress, Refuge, Strength, Shield, Help, Strong Tower, Hiding Place, Keeper, Shepherd, Redeemer, Defense, Hiding Place, Salvation, and my favorite, Deliverer. It seems now more than any time in my life, I am running to Him. Relief and help do not always come quickly, nor in the way I desire, but I place my trust in my Deliverer and leave the rest to Him.
A wonderful blessing from storms is that they usually bring refreshing rain. That can also be true in our lives. When the storms arise, run to your Strong Tower, trusting Him regardless of the outcome, and afterward enjoy the refreshing rain. Be thankful.
What if we had no one to run to?
“Praise the name of Jesus!
“Praise the name of Jesus!
“He’s my rock, He’s my fortress,
“He’s my deliverer,
“In Him will I trust.”
This is written because I care – Carlene