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.

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