The storm is coming
It forces open the curtains
and pushes its way in
Heart crushed
Body splintered
Mind fragmented
Soul ripped
There is no where to hide
The storm is always looming
In the quiet and calm
of smiles and laughter
The storm taunts
Shattering the peace
There aren't any No Trespassing signs
No 'keep out' written in crayons
The storm wins every time
There's no use trying to fight it
Just ride the storm out
Not much longer
In the distance, more storms
brew in the darkness
Sound the alarms!
Brace yourself!
Frozen in fear
Yet far away
So far, I can barely feel the wind
As the waves crash over and over
The storm always leaves its mark.
Battered, torn and scarred
On the sunniest of days
The storm still hovers.
Years later and the slightest breeze
will cause full alert.
Now there are "NO Trespassing!" signs
"Keep Out" is written in permanent ink
Sandbags are piled high for protection
It's too dangerous to get too close
Anticipate danger
Find ways to cope
Always be prepared.
Be aware.
Fear the worst.
Alone.
Just in case the storm comes.
And it blows in
Again.
Unexpected.
But this time it is a gentle breeze
Calm
I'm caught off guard
by the blinding light.
Naked shame on full display
in the brightness.
My head hangs low
And this storm lifts it.
This storm is peace.
This storm is love.
This storm is Jesus.
In His relentless pursuit
He rescues
He rebuilds
He restores.
Safe.
Never alone.
Loved.
His house is my shelter
and secret retreat.
It is there I find peace
in the midst of storm and turmoil.
Safety sits with me
in the hiding place of God.
He will set me on a rock,
high above the fray.
Psalm 27:5
When you face stormy seas
I will be there with you
with endurance and calm;
you will not be engulfed
in raging rivers.
If it seems like you're walking
through fire with flames
licking at your limbs,
keep going; you won't be burned.
Isaiah 43:2 VOICE
The Eternal is full of grace
and naturally just;
our God is compassionate and merciful.
And the Eternal watches over the naive
Whenever I was knocked down,
He reached down and saved me.
O my soul! Return and relax.
Come to your true rest,
for the Eternal has showered you with His favor.
God, you alone rescued my soul
from the grips of death,
my eyes from weeping,
and my feet from slipping.
I will come before the Eternal
as long as I journey
in the land of the living.
Psalm 116:5-9 VOICE
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Outstanding. You were the scribe of the Beloved’s message.
Write on!
Uplifting blessings.
Thank you Carolyn for your encouragement. Miss you! <3
Beautiful!!!
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Beautiful encouragement, Michelle. It can be so hard at times, but this Truth gives such hope:
“In His relentless pursuit
He rescues
He rebuilds
He restores.”
He is with us and will never abandon us, right? Blessings and hugs!