Savior in the Storm
September 15, 2024
I look in the swirl of the storm.
I feel my heartbeat quicken. My anxiety spike. My mind scramble.
God sees me.
My daughter, I am here.
Cling to me. I am here.
I cling to him, feeling the firm comfort of His embrace.
The storm surges,
My Santuary fastens.
I look in the heart of my Savior.
I feel my heartbeat slow. My anxiety calm. My mind ease.
I find comfort not in the storm but in my Savior, my Sanctuary, my God.