Weathering the Storm

I’m the captain of a small boat that’s being buffeted by a hurricane. The only other passengers on board are my two terrified children huddled below deck. I grip the lifeline tightly and fight against the waves that try to sweep me overboard. I’m tempted to give in and let go of that line, but my children depend on me.

When a family goes through the turmoil of divorce, it can feel very much like being at the mercy of a hurricane. Sure, you try to steer toward calmer waters, but the rudder is useless. And the guilt and confusion that accompany divorce often create detachment from the Divine at a time when faith, hope, and love are needed most.

Friends and family offer support while they grapple with their own sorrow over the end of a marriage. At times, they mimic the voices that crackle over a marine radio begging you to hang on and assuring you that help will eventually arrive.

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