The blanket Sophia threw across her head offered little protection from the sheets of rain pouring into the living room. She shivered and stared in shock at the sky where the ceiling used to be. Her mouth was open, but she couldn’t hear her own screams. The loud noise that shook the house when the tornado hit had muffled her hearing. On the horizon, Sophia saw another tornado coming her way. There was no longer a roof or walls to protect her. She felt small and vulnerable. She wanted to run, but her legs refused to move.

Storms of all shapes and sizes pass through all our lives. Storms ravage our minds and bodies. They make us feel helpless. Perhaps you haven’t lived through a tornado. Maybe you lost a loved one or waited by the phone for a doctor’s call. Your spouse decided to call it quits and left you standing alone, the new single head of the household. For reasons that only God knows, some of us suffer through storm after storm, one after another.

A recent storm in my life humbled me. At night, I’d lay awake for hours, my mind racing with fearful thoughts about the future. “What if” questions gobbled up my peace. Simple everyday tasks were overwhelming. When I tried to talk to God, it was if He wasn’t there. My spirit was crushed, and I felt abandoned. So I trudged on alone, trying to pray, clinging to the promises of God.

I didn’t tell anyone how hopeless I felt because I was embarrassed. Pride silenced my pain. How could a woman who has proclaimed God’s goodness for so many years now begin questioning Him? The endless road ahead was mine to walk alone, one painful step at a time. I dutifully sat in my prayer closet, reading God’s Word while crying out for some sort of confirmation that he was there too. But the storm had battered my heart. My legs were refusing to move. It felt like no one was hearing my screams.

The road back began with truth from God’s Word. “Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.” James 5:16.

My pride was keeping me from asking others for prayer. But God created us all to be a part of the body of Christ. I began sharing my embarrassing story with those I knew loved the Lord and would truly pray for me. The words of truth they shared overpowered the lies I was believing. Their love and grace warmed my heart, and lined the path back to wholeness.

Tornados are very fickle storms. The house next to Sophia was left standing after the first storm hit. Even though Sophia couldn’t hear her screams, the neighbors did. They came and helped her to safety where she was able to weather the next storm with others.

If you are walking through a storm right now, please don’t believe that you have to travel alone. You may not be in a place where you are able to pray for yourself. That’s okay. Please reach out to someone who loves Jesus. Ask them to pray with you. Read and claim the promises of God together. He is faithful and has given us each other so none of us has to walk alone.