Streams in the Desert March 31 Daily Devotional

The wind was contrary (Matt. 14.24).
Rude and blustering the winds of March often are. Do they not
typify the tempestuous seasons of my fife? But, indeed, I ought to
be glad that I make acquaintance with these seasons. Better it is
that the rains descend and the floods come than that I should stay perpetually in the Lotus Land where it seems always afternoon, or
in that deep meadowed valley of Avilion where never wind blows
loudly. Storms of temptation appear cruel, but do they not give
intenser earnestness to prayer? Do they not compel me to seize the promises with a tighter hand grip? Do they not Wave me with a
character refined?

Storms of bereavement are keen; but then, they are one of the
Father's ways of driving me to Himself, that in the secret of His
presence His voice may speak to my heart soft and low. There is a
glory of the Master which can be seen only when the wind is contrary and the ship tossed with waves.
"Jesus Christ is no security against storms, but He is perfect
security in storms. He has never promised you an easy passage, only a safe landing"
Oh, set your sail to the heavenly gale,
And then, no matter what winds prevail,
No reef can wreck you, no calm delay;
No mist shall hinder, no storm shall stay;
Though far you wander and long you roam
Through salt sea sprays and o'er white sea foam, No wind that can blow but shall speed you Home. --Annie Johnson Flint.