A lesson inspired by a glance out the window on a stormy Saturday morning.
Rest For you are safe here Though storms may rage against you Trust For you are safe with me I am your anchor When carried away on life's rapids It's fateful twists and devilish turns Look to me The rooted branch, Outstretched and still Firm, in the midst of chaos Reach for me Hold steadfast [...]
Red Sky at Dawn
Back on the train, on my morning commute and what do I see? New thoughts on an old adage.
Raging rivers flow through me Threatening to tear me apart I trust in but one thing to thwart that which would consume me Only you can quell the battle within With arms wrapped tight around me Waves crash upon the rocky shore I know I am safe And soon, like the passing of millennia [...]
In Your Arms
There's a storm on the horizon