LOOKING UNTO JESUS ... Heb. 12:2

Hurricane Force

Trapped in a hurricane force, nothing but dark black over head.
Straight wind and water push the boat north and northeast.
Now the dark black waves are becoming rounding mountains.
Now it's hard to tell the water beneath from the sky above.
As the boat falls down , down, down ; doom is on every side.

A man is asleep down below !.
What? What did you say? A man is asleep?
How? How could a man sleep in this hurricane force?
Who? Who is this man? Who is this man that knows no fear?
When doom is on every side. And our death undoubtedly is so near.

Hurry, come, let us go wake him, so he will know our fate.
Wake up, wake up, don't you care we are going to die! Now we see.
Yes, more clearly: He Cares! Now we see; we were the ones asleep.
Now that it's all passed. Even the hurricane force obeys his voice.
as he speaks to the storms of our lives,” PEACE, BE STILL”

Firmly and with confidence, He makes the sun want to shine in our lives.
Ever with Unquestionable forbearance, waiting for the opportune moment,
He constantly shows us His gentleness. He knows what concerns us as we live day to day. Storms they come and they go. However, day by day, because of His faithfulness and because of His compassions that never fail, He remains the same.

He is our joy spring of a new and living way, without Him we can do nothing.
He is not asleep, we are the ones asleep. We are so asleep in ourselves and in our own journey we fail to notice He is the  continuous passage ahead of us .
Now while there is still time to shine, while it is still called TODAY, may we
Humble ourselves under the mighty hand of the Lord, that He might exalt us in due time as we cast our cares upon Him, our daily help, through the hurricane force of life.
                                                                


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