When there’s sunshine and blue sky, we never seem to reason why. <br />Even when the rains do fall, they come to many as a refreshing lull. <br />And a fallen snow is picturesque, covering the land in winter’s rest. <br />But when storms on earth appear, they fill hearts with a quiet fear, <br /> <br />A fear of what may come to be, from a raging storm’s uncertainty. <br />We walk with the sun on our face, and a wind on our back is placed. <br />Then there is a quiet just before an awesome storm begins to roar. <br />With the wind against us friend, it blows and seems to have no end. <br /> <br />We also have storms of life, not from weather, but pain and strife. <br />There is a fortress in any storm, He is Christ, our Savior and Lord. <br />Storms of life won’t get you friend, if you know by who they’re sent. <br />God has a purpose you should know; why in life strong winds blow. <br /> <br />How about the apostles and Christ at sea on a tiny boat off Galilee, <br />As a small storm came near, it filled the apostle’s hearts with fear. <br />Christ raised His voice in the boat to calm the storm as He spoke. <br />Christ said to them “why be afraid, do not you men have any faith? ” <br /> <br />It is good to know at any place a storm is altered by God’s Grace, <br />And even in the darkest hour, a storm can cease by God’s power. <br />The storm of life soon will end, if you know Christ as Savior friend. <br />Until I see Jesus above with you, He my friend will see us through. <br /> <br />(Copyright ©12/2004)<br /><br />Bob Gotti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/storms-of-life-3/
