THE STORM

I had a dream about the ship of my life as it travelled out to sea,
I came to a place of storms and strife and I wondered what would happen to me?
The wind blew hard and waves were high-I grew weary and ached in my heart.
I cried out "God, why don't you care if my ship falls apart?" If my life here falls apart?"

He said to me, "Child do you forget, Who made the wind and the sea?
I allow the storms to come so you will trust in Me?
When you go through a storm in you life, I'm with you inside of your boat.
And though you may think, that you will sink, It is I Who will keep you afloat!
It is I Who will keep you afloat!"

When I awoke my dream had come true, A storm had enveloped my life.
Confusion replaced the calm I once knew, My peace had turned to strife.
The struggle was hard and the pain was great, I grew weary and ached in my heart.
I cried out, "God, why don't You care, if my life here falls apart?
If my life here falls apart?"
He said to me, "Child do yo forget, Who made the storm in your sea?
I allow the trials to come so you will trust in Me!
When you go through a storm in your life, I'm with you inside of your heart.
And though you may think that I will leave, It is I Who will never depart!
It is I Who will never depart!"

by: nancy waite