Finding Peace in the Storm
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!