I Will Praise Him in the Storm.

Our small group is made up of young families. Eight couples or so, all with children under five. It's chaotic and beautiful and exactly what you'd expect.

A few weeks ago, one of the couples asked us to pray for some friends of theirs who were expecting twins. At 30-something weeks, they got the news that the babies weren't likely to survive.

I won't share the details. They're not mine to share. But we prayed. And we kept praying.

A couple of weeks later, the message came through. The babies had arrived. They had a few hours together. And then they went to be with the Lord.

We don't know them, but we got forwarded the message where they explained what had happened, what those final hours looked like. And at the very end of the message, after all of that, they wrote this:

God is good.

I don't think I would have been able to write, say, or even think those three words after having just gone through that. That's praise in the deepest storm I can imagine.

I don't know what storm you're in today. But I want to invite you to do what those parents did.

To praise him in the middle of it.

You might not be able to say God is good yet. I get that.

The thought of worshipping him in your storm might even make you angry. I get that too.

You might not even be able to say words. But try taking a minute, raising a hand, and being still in his presence.

I'll be praying for you.