​In times like these, it is difficult to not feel anxious or uncertain of the future. Not only are we facing daily challenges with Covid-19, we are tackling the trickle-down effects of various losses, fear of the unknown, and constant political and social issues competing for our attention and participation. As if this isn’t enough, we also are required to make daily decisions to navigate the realities we face with work, school, marriage, relationships, family, health, and dozens of other complex situations that affect us physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.
    Considering these real and present storms of life, we can feel disheartened, anxious, and overwhelmed. This is when God’s Word can encourage us. When I read Acts 27 in the Bible, I am reminded through the story that though we may see the shipwreck clearly—and can do nothing to stop it—we can be confident that God is with us in the surrender and will bring us safely through. When it’s all said and done, we will land where we belong.

Let’s look at the quick facts (Acts 27).
     Paul is setting out on a voyage for Rome, as one among other prisoners. His crime—believing and sharing the gospel of Jesus. The story is filled with danger, doubt, fear, loss, opinions, decisions, and multiple attempts to stop the storm, even though the shipwreck is inevitable.
Paul knows the situation will end in turmoil and tries to warn them of the danger, however, the majority would rather listen to the ship owner and pilot (which seems logical). They know all about the boat and how to sail, but in this situation, Paul knows God and has a spiritual perspective and directive.
     True to the nature of a storm, the waters rage and the winds grow stronger, turning the storm into hurricane proportions with great force. And as is true to our nature, the men begin to react.  Days go by as they fight the external elements and feel the internal fears and uncertainty.
In response, they frantically do all they know to do.  They make great efforts to fix the ongoing crisis themselves.  They try to stop the violent battering of the ship by bringing the lifeboat aboard, putting ropes under the ship to keep it together, and throwing over the much-needed cargo, tackle, and food. They think, make the load lighter, then maybe we can control where we are going. We can stop the wreckage.
     Sometimes life can feel this way, particularly in these uncertain times. We hear the warnings on all sides, we think we know what to do, we trust the leaders and experts to guide us, and we do our best to contain the storm. But like Paul, God is whispering something completely different to our hearts than what we see. What we are being told. What the specialists declare. What we think is best. Our way versus His way.
    We continue fighting the storms while each challenge appears to demand more of us. Give up this. Relinquish that. Throw that overboard. It’s still too heavy.
    Impulsively, we try harder.
    We struggle to believe everything will be okay.
    We fret, all while longing to survive.
   And despite our best efforts, we remain discouraged, fearful, exhausted, and reactive amid the inevitable shipwreck.
    While God whispers to remain calm.
    I can relate to those on board the ship. At times, I can feel like I am being called to give up more and more, after already feeling I’ve lost so much.
   And God reassures me I’ve gained abundantly what’s important, His heavenly treasures. The opportunity to show love, grace, and mercy.
   Nevertheless, like these men, tiredness, exhaustion and uncertainty of where we are going remains. Our Rome. Our Caesar. The place where we may be called to testify of God and our faith, simply by weathering the storm and believing what God says, instead of what the world screams.
   Like Paul, in a last-ditch effort, we try to share with others. To warn of impending danger out of concern and care or out of our own opinions. We encourage them to be courageous, that God is with us, that our lives will be safe. And we hope that no one will be lost as we attempt to manage the situation, and others, while God says, believe, trust, and surrender your illusive control.
   I am here with you.
   You will make it safely to where I’m taking you.
   Be still. Have peace.
 
   In closing, Paul and the men appeared to lose everything.
   The ship was going to break.
   Their courage was going to be challenged.
  And they would either trust and follow or disbelieve and bring further loss to themselves and others.   
   Today, we can listen for the voice of God amid the storms we are fighting through.
   His direction, wisdom, and strength are available to us no matter what the situation is or appears to be.
   All is not lost.
   There is always hope.
   We can make it to shore and continue the journey, and until our breakthrough, we can trust the One who calms the storms and knows how to rescue us from the shipwrecks of life.
 
So, everyone escaped safely to shore. Acts 27:44 (All 276 of those aboard)
 
Here are a few Scripture references from Acts 27 that we can live out daily:

1. Extend grace when you don’t feel listened to. (Acts 27:21)
2. Encourage others to keep up their courage amid the storm. (Acts 27:22)
3. Graciously share what God shows you to inspire others. (Acts 27:23)
4. Nurture others in their faith walk. (Acts 27:25)
5. Walk with confidence in the things of God. (Acts 27:36)
6. Urge others to take care of themselves, to meet their physical and emotional needs, to stay the course and persevere. (Acts 27:33-36)
7. God’s love, favor, guidance, and Presence is with and for us. (Acts 27:42-44)

 
Love and Hugs! Rikah Thomas  
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Taken from page 5 of Be at War: Battle for Love. I hope you enjoy the next glimpse into Emma's life. (See previous post for Emma's Beginnings). :)

     Years pass quickly.
    At the local fair the little white, freckled-faced girl stands with a gentle soul and a tender heart. She waits patiently in line for her turn on the old-fashioned horse and carriage ride, wondering what excitement waits for her. She is glad that no one from home ever inquires about where she is going. The sign above the tent communicates words that make her heart joyful. All are welcome, and something magical lies ahead. She stands on tiptoes, her excitement on display for all to see, anticipating the unknown. Something magical!
​     Finally, the gravel crunches underneath the weight of wooden rims. The ride stops and she jumps inside the four-wheel wooden carriage. It's covered with her favorite colors as if it was designed and painted just for her. Unbeknownst to her young mind, there is an inscription engraved into the teal and orange bench. It declares, This one is Mine. She is special. I will favor her and she will know My Spirit well. She will possess My heart of love for others. 
     The tan colored conductor (who take the tickets and drives the ride) with thick, black, curly hair smiles and winks, telling her to buckle up. With gentleness, he snaps the reins to get the white and chestnut horses moving. Expectation fills her. Somehow, she is aware that this moment will reveal an important nugget of knowledge for her future. 
     He prepares her for the journey, impressing upon her how essential it is for her to view this time of reflection through his eyes. He promises to be gentle, but warns her of the impending truth that this will hurt her heart. A jolt of fear rises up, and her heart beats faster.
     "Let go. Trust. Believe." He breathes out the simple, yet seemingly impossible words. 
     As the clear blue sky begins to darken, clouds swirl in their grayness like an angry eel twisting and turning. The reels of an imaginary movie clip begin to roll against the backdrop of the moody stratosphere. The redheaded beauty is fascinated. 
    His ability to show the past, present, and future transcends her childish human experience, but she hangs on anyway. Something compels her to keep watching the sky as her fearful heart craves to see more.......

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This is a glimpse into my new book, Be at War: Battle for Love. The opening chapters introduce us to Emma and Jacob, 

Chapter 1 - Baby Girl
     A cold day in early December, Minnesota breezes are blowing with the assurance of snow. The promise of a white Christmas looming.
     The labor pains start, and the womb that carried this little life these past months moans in discomfort. Clenching her teeth, face askew with the deep agony of a contraction, the young mother fights against her body. It wants desperately to force this little human out of the cocoon, forever exposing it to the elements of life-the good, bad, and in-betweens.
     Push. Breathe. Groan. Push some more.
     Effectively, the final strain sends the bundle of flesh through the canal and into the light.
   Taking the first breath, her newborn lungs eject a curdling scream. Blood pulsates through the cord, clothing her lily-white flesh with bright red liquid. The twine of existence, so wonderfully knit together by a loving God, declares life wins this day.
     The day of her birth. Divine. Appointed. Celebrated.
     Emma is her name.
     From the corner of the room, hidden behind the spiritual veil, evil makes a note to keep an eye on this small, unassuming, and unimportant infant. 
Chapter 2-Baby Boy
     Another day in the Caribbean welcomes tropical rain, drenching the small island. It pours down on galvanized roofing, sounding like horses thundering down the road in the bright early morning. The birds cry out from within the coconut trees as the animals awaken to the screaming of his small newborn voice.
     His chocolate brown skin flaunts a beautiful glow under the humid sunshine, radiantly sneaking through the flower curtains and slatted glass panels that create the window. He, too, is wonderfully knit together by a loving God, who declares this day that his life wins.
     His mother frowns. Her concern consumes her, wondering whether he will be strong enough to make it through the day. The roosters and piglets bask in the joy of the fresh air, and her worry grows. She sends out his sibling to get the goat's milk she hopes will soothe his hunger. He cries for fullness and comfort.
     The day of his birth. Divine. Appointed. Celebrated.
     Jacob is his name.
     From the corner of the humid and sunny room, hidden behind the spiritual veil, evil commands his watchmen to keep an eye on this small, struggling infant.

Back Cover: Be at War- Battle for Love
Emma, a young woman who dreams of her future, ponders her life and the choices she makes. Each decision declares, I will do anything for love.  ​Jacob, her soul mate, declares defensively, I will not let anyone in, especially for love.

Brought together by destiny, Jacob and Emma discover the true value of marriage. Willing to stand strong in their lifelong pursuit of love, they learn of God, themselves, and the divine purpose of an earthly union.

As they build a life together, their unwavering faith and steadfast love cultivate into an unstoppable force. They wrestle through the hardships and challenges. A house divided. A marriage in danger. A man drifting. A woman in distress.

Who will have the final say? 
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