Posted on 09/07/2005 7:34:52 PM PDT by Knitting A Conundrum
It is in the calm of the storm,
that pause between the whirling winds
that lets me glimpse you,
and your touch on my life,
like the blue sky buried
in the heart of the storm
that tells me there is hope,
and sun,
and calm
if I but weather the crisis.
O Lord,
giver of that calm that comes when you reach out to me
and remind me that you are here,
waiting,
patient,
understanding,
and that the rage and chaos that fills life will fade
long enough for you to touch my heart,
if I would answer
yes.
O Lord,
teach me to hear your voice
above the winds that would pull me away
and may I find the peace that comes
only from you,
through you,
with you.
Amen.
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