hurricane.

by madiniven

Pain, anger and frustration.

The hurricane moves around me.

Where can I go?

The storm brews..taking down things around me.

Fear grips me.

Who can save me from this destruction?

I run to You.

Straight to the center of the hurricane.

Your peace awaits me.

During the storm, You do not fear…make me like You.

Mark 4:37-40

“But soon a fierce storm came up. High waves were breaking into the boat, and it began to fill with water.

Jesus was sleeping at the back of the boat with his head on a cushion. The disciples woke him up, shouting, “Teacher, don’t you care that we’re going to drown?”

When Jesus woke up, he rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Silence! Be still!” Suddenly the wind stopped, and there was a great calm.”

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