Storm - ::Published::

It's where we are tested It's where we endure. No longer feint hearted, compliant, demure. The storm is the place where we rise and we fall. The salty wind whips at our destiny call. Growls of thunder drown out our own cries of despair; And the darkest oppression seems unjust and unfair. Through the howling and chaos with the highest of stakes. We learn strength from endurance; praying stillness awaits. For Faith is the vessel to see us to shore.. The canvas of Trust; for direction once more. The journey of life and all that travails Helps us find true perspective.. Re-setting our sails. We need lights of a haven to restore and repair And God's love is the hope that will carry us there. When sunlight breaks through.. oh.. that tenderest kiss. Spirit stillness returns; truth reminds us of this.. In the harbour, untested we are not meant to be.. For our boat is designed for the wild, untamed sea.