Sometimes the island is part of the training route for jets from an airbase about 80 miles away. Although pilots have been instructed not to generate sonic booms as they fly over us, they occasionally misjudge and break the sound barrier. Shock waves shake our stilt-perched house, jarring pictures on the walls, waking my sleeping cats. I feel vulnerable to these loud sound explosions because of the distance from the ground; my whole house rocks and shakes. I can’t help but think of the other ‘sonic booms’ that can jar us so suddenly, under blue and cloud-free skies. A routine examination at the doctor’s office that uncovers a serious condition, an accident that shatters a family’s stability, a job loss, a phone that rings in the darkness of night—each of these, like sonic booms, suddenly rock our worlds and leave us unsettled. I trust the builder of our house did his work well, that he set our concrete beams deeply enough into the ground so we can weather the impact. Similarly, I ask you, Heavenly Father, that you would help increase my faith, establish it deeper in your word and your love so I can withstand all the sonic booms that life brings. Amen.