We were five miles from home – I in the car with the toddler and my pregnant belly, he in the truck ahead of me with the two older children. We were pushing the speed limit trying to beat the storm home after getting stuck out with truck problems. Usually I never drive anywhere in the rain if I can help it, never mind such a storm as was building up around us.
The gusts became violent as the rain sprinkles transformed into a ferocious deluge. My wipers beat the windshield but visibility was nearly zero. My car bucked and pranced like a wild colt, no longer content with straight lines. Should we pull over and stop and wait it out?
A quick call to Sidney and I was told the storm was only to get worse that night – we had to get home before it hit in full force. This was not the type of road were you could just pull over and wait it out….those of you who live in the country know the little winding two-lanes I’m talking about. Nothing for it but to press on.
A few minutes later I called him on the phone – I was scared. “I can’t even see the road!” Indeed – the lightning flashes weren’t enough to show the way clearly in my little car but only illuminated the trees whipping and bowing before the near-tornado-level winds.
“I’ll slow down – see my lights? Just follow me.”
“I can’t see the road though.”
“I can. I can see the way. Just keep your eyes on me.”
And so I did. The rest of the way home – those tempest filled minutes – I never looked for the road. My eyes, trusting, turned to my husband to lead us safely home.
Later we found out that several large trees were blown over along that road, brought to their knees by gale-force winds. Two wrecks had also occurred sometime during the night after we were all safely home and tucked in bed. Pressing on, scary as it seemed, was the right thing. What struck me was how comforted I was following my husband.
I think at it’s very core submission is trust. Do I believe that my husband would lead us safely? Strongly? With surety? Yes. What did I have to lose by fixing my eyes on him and carefully following his lead? The God-filled truth is, I lost nothing but the storm in that moment of surrender. And gained a strong safe-haven.