The Storm that Comes
To Us as Helplessness
I want to share with you a small portion of my conversation with Artificial Intelligence online. Some of you know, I use Chat-GPT as a thoughtful sounding board for the questions and insights I’m working with on whatever scriptures I’m studying each week. What follows is an example of those discussions. I was inquiring about the helplessness that ancient Hebrew people would have felt in Jesus’ day and about how that was its own kind of storm. This is a portion of its response. I hope you find it insightful and instructive this week.
Chat-GPT responds:
“Helplessness is not dramatic like tragedy. It’s atmospheric. It settles in the air people breathe every day.
What makes it such a powerful “foundation-revealing” storm is that it attacks something very American and very human: the belief that if we work hard enough, vote wisely enough, argue clearly enough, things will eventually turn out right.
When that confidence erodes, people don’t panic—they withdraw.
A few ways this storm works on the soul:
Helplessness as a quiet storm
Not rage. Not activism.
But:
It asks a devastating question:
If my voice doesn’t matter, what does faith even look like anymore?
It exposes what we thought the foundation was
For many faithful people, the bedrock quietly became:
When those feel unreliable, the shaking is profound—not because God has moved, but because hope was propped up by outcomes rather than faithfulness.
That’s not a failure. It’s a revelation.
Why this connects so deeply to the parable
The storm in Matthew 7 is indiscriminate.
The wise builder does not stop the rain or calm the wind.
The parable offers no promise of control—only endurance rooted in obedience.
Which may be Jesus’ quiet word to a helpless age:
You are not responsible for holding history together.
You are responsible for how you live while it trembles.
That’s a different kind of hope—smaller, sturdier, more human.
A gospel-shaped reframing
Helplessness strips away the illusion that salvation comes through:
What remains is painfully simple:
Those are not strategies for success.
They are acts of resistance rooted in the rock.
“One of the storms of our time is not chaos, but resignation.
Not fear, but the slow belief that nothing we do matters anymore.”
Archived Posts
Gandhi and the Sugar
I wasn’t preaching Sunday, Reverend Jackie Chandler was. And she talked about the power of influence you get when you practice what you preach. This famous illustration came to mind. It fits Jackie’s points quite well. Enjoy!
Not Just for Parents
Our current sermon series is about How To Talk Parent, but it doesn’t require any of us to be parents to appreciate the bits of wisdom OUR parents shared with us growing up.
If Not Higher
Here’s a story I wanted to use when talking about ‘what you do when no one is looking’ yesterday. It’s a wonderful illustration of what Jesus was saying in Matthew 6:1-6—do what you do because of who you want to be, not so that others will take notice and praise you.
The Perfect Church
There is an old joke about the perfect church. We talked just a little about the perfect pastor, but turnabout is fair play. It goes like this:
The Clothes You Wear
Sunday I talked about Joshua the High Priest having his filthy clothing replaced by a cleaned and beautiful garments. I also used the illustration of a boy becomes a dragon—who ‘wears’ dragon scales—and is stripped of those scales in order to be restored to a boy. In fact, I could have done the whole sermon around all the clothing imagery in scripture.
What just missed the cut for Sunday’s Sermon
Naaman’s servants may actually become one of the hidden gems of the sermon. They say, essentially: “If the prophet had told you to do something difficult, you would have done it.”
One of the Longest Benedictions I Ran Out of Time to Share
Maybe you know the story of how Joseph and Mary accidentally left Jesus at the gas station on their way home from Jerusalem. Well, not the gas station bathroom in Jesus’ case. Joe and Mary are far down the road before they realize Jesus isn’t with them...